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

Time flies, and three years have passed in the outside world.

Nearly a thousand years have passed in the Immortal Palace. One must know that one day in the Immortal Palace is one year in the outside world, and three hundred and sixty-five days is three hundred and sixty-five years.

During the three years in the outside world, nearly a thousand years naturally passed in the Immortal Palace.

Ye Qian'an slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of hot turbid air. He looked at his hands and said, "I am stuck at the Half-Step Golden Immortal Realm. If I want to break through, I can only comprehend the state of mind to break through again."

Thinking back to the days he spent in Hua Wuguo Country, Ye Qian'an couldn't help but reveal a meaningful smile on his face. Unknowingly, so many years had passed.

I don’t know what happened to Jiang Chen and Jiang Xichen, the two ambitious kids back then.

Is there anyone in this world who can achieve enlightenment relying solely on his own talent?

So what if you comprehend the Way of Heaven and enter the realm of Sanxian? As long as there is no master to help you achieve the final success, it will be no more than the realm of Jinxian. Even if you are a Daluo Jinxian, you can't even touch the threshold. "

It was not easy to enter the realm of Daluo Jinxian. Even these old guys could not comprehend the artistic conception possessed by Daluo Jinxian. If one did not comprehend the artistic conception, then it would be impossible to enter the Daluo realm in this life.

Ye Qian'an stood up slowly. Now that the King of Aolai had left, he should have returned to Aolai to recuperate. This also gave him the best time to leave.

If you fail, you can only stay in the Immortal Palace and wait until the wine has reached ten thousand years old, then you can successfully break through to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm.

But Ye Qian'an couldn't wait. Ten thousand years was equivalent to thirty years in the outside world. Thirty years was already a long time for mortals. Even so, it would probably be impossible to leave this place easily.

As Ye Qian'an stepped out of the Immortal Palace, the formation here began to rotate instantly. The King of Aolai Kingdom, who was a million miles away, had also arrived. With his strength, he could reach this place in ten breaths.

Ye Qian'an had already upgraded the level of the formation to the highest level in the Immortal Palace. With a wave of his fingers, dozens of spirit stones broke through the air and immediately turned into countless beams of light and merged into the formation.

Although the ruler of Aolai Kingdom is powerful, his attainments in formations are inferior. Because of this, Ye Qian'an has spent the past thousand years improving his formation abilities to the strongest level in order to be able to escape from this place in an instant.

"Five more breaths, hurry up..."

Ye Qian'an clenched his fists and once again merged more than ten top-grade spirit stones. As the formation vibrated wildly, Ye Qian'an's face became more and more ugly. Seeing that ten breaths of time were about to pass and the king of Aolai Kingdom would come here, Ye Qian'an was more anxious than anyone else.

"Break it for me!" Ye Qian'an shouted again. Fortunately, he managed to take control of the initiative of the formation into his own hands at the critical moment.

However, Ye Qian'an did not stay here to ambush the king of Aolai Kingdom, but immediately activated the teleportation array and teleported his body to a place in Donglingnan Province.

With Ye Qiyan's disappearance, the King of Aolai Kingdom indeed appeared here. After feeling that the formation had been seized by Ye Qiyan, his old face suddenly turned red.

He also had not thought that Ye Qian'an could actually master the art of formation. If he had known this, he would not have left this place at all.

In just ten breaths of time, so many opportunities were missed. How could Yu Huang, the King of Aolai Kingdom, not be angry?
Yu Huang stared at him like a copper bell, and immediately said angrily: "You bastard, Ye Qian'an, I will kill you on the spot one day!!"

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East of Lingnan Province, a country with flowers but no fruits.

When he came to this familiar place again, Ye Qian'an looked gloomy, but he still walked towards the capital with heavy steps, just like when he first came here. Now nearly eighty years have passed, and no one knows how the two little guys Jiang Chen and Jiang Xichen are doing. Maybe they have already died of old age, sickness, and death.

As they got closer to Hua Wuguo Country, more and more people were entering the pipeline, including a few cultivators. However, most of these cultivators rode on swords and very few walked on foot.

When one's cultivation reaches the foundation-building stage, one can fly on a sword. Therefore, this group of cultivators will not walk like ordinary people.

However, this time Ye Qian'an still took a step forward as usual, although the comprehension of the artistic conception this time should not be the way of heaven, but the true comprehension of the artistic conception.

I just don’t know how many years and time it will take to achieve this realization.

When you step into the Flowerless Country, you will see a prosperous scene. The streets are wide and clean, with shops lining the streets, merchants gathering, people coming and going, and it is very lively.

The exquisite buildings are well-proportioned, and the flying eaves and brackets show their grandeur.

The prosperity of the Flowerless Country is not only reflected in its material abundance, but also in its vigorous vitality.

In the fields, crops are growing vigorously, and a good harvest is in sight. In the workshops, skilled craftsmen are busy creating countless exquisite objects.

The most magical thing was the rich spiritual power. It was as if an invisible mist enveloped the entire country, and every breath could feel the pure and powerful power.

Spiritual energy flowed in the air, flickering with a faint light. The flowers, plants and trees grew more luxuriantly under the nourishment of spiritual energy, the flowers were gorgeous and the trees were towering.

Those who practice cultivation thrive in this land. They use the rich spiritual energy to elevate their realm and shine brilliantly.

Now that I have come here again, memories from a lifetime ago have flooded into my mind, and I have unconsciously come to the street I once visited.

It seems that this place is still as prosperous as usual, and children on both sides of the street are playing together happily.

"You little brat, I've told you so many times not to touch the alcohol in our house, why do you always sneak in to drink some?"

At this moment, a noisy sound suddenly caught Ye Qian'an's attention.

An old man with gray hair and beard holding a walking stick hit the middle-aged man in front of him hard, and said with a look of disappointment: "These wines are all left by your grandfather. If your grandfather knew you were drinking, he would definitely break your legs."

The middle-aged man said aggrievedly, "Dad, my grandpa hasn't drunk for many years, and this wine is for us to drink, isn't there anything wrong with it?"

"You kid, believe it or not, I will beat you to death!"

The old man was so angry that he felt dizzy and raised his cane again, wanting to hit the middle-aged man with it.

The middle-aged man reacted in time and dodged quickly. He ran to a store in a flash, then stuck his head out and said, "Dad, don't tell grandpa. I'm going to work first and will be back for dinner in the evening."

(End of this chapter)