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

As soon as Ye Qian'an said this, Dan Yangzi in the light shield began to struggle frantically again, his eyes were red, and he roared at the top of his lungs.

"How dare you! If you touch a hair of my disciple, I will not let you go even if I turn into a ghost! Wang Teng has the potential to be an emperor, and sooner or later he will trample an ant like you under his feet!"

Lin Xuezhu frowned slightly, looked at Ye Qian'an and said, "Qian'an, although Wang Teng is a disciple of Danyangzi, he has always been low-key and has not done anything evil. Is it inappropriate to treat him like this?"

Ye Qian'an sneered, "Humph, Dan Yangzi colluded with the demon cultivators and attempted to seize the treasure of the sect. Who knows if his disciple was involved? Besides, Dan Yangzi is now crazy. Since he values ​​this disciple so much, I will stop his thoughts and let him taste the taste of despair."

After looking at Dan Yangzi, Ye Qian'an turned around and left with Lin Xuezhu beside him. Since there was no point in killing him, it was natural to let Dan Yangzi spend the rest of his life in this madness.

It can also be considered as a small favor to Master Leng Qianning and Grandmaster Yun Yangzi.

As for Dan Yangzi, his cultivation was sealed, and without the help of spiritual power, he might die completely within a hundred years.

At this moment, after learning that someone had gone to see Danyangzi, Dijun Wan thought it was Wang Teng who had returned, and immediately came to find out what was going on.

But when she saw that it was Ye Qian'an, Di Junwan also showed a shocked expression, and couldn't believe her eyes: "Is it really you, Xiao An'an?"

Ye Qian'an shrugged and bowed slightly to Di Junwan in front of him: "Greetings, Uncle Master Di Junwan."

After hearing this familiar voice, Di Junwan immediately threw herself into Ye Qian'an's arms. When she felt the warmth and smell of alcohol on his body, she realized that she was not dreaming.

It’s really little An An.

Ye Qian'an looked at Di Junwan in front of him, smiled slightly and said: "Uncle Master, I haven't seen you for many years, and you still smell of alcohol."

Dijun Wan curled her lips, pushed Ye Qian'an away and said, "You little guy, don't you know who your uncle is?"

Hearing this, Ye Qian'an scratched his head and said with a smile: "I brought you a lot of good wine this time. Are you interested in trying it?"

"of course."

Di Junwan's eyes lit up. She hadn't tasted Ye Qian'an's wine for a long time, and she couldn't help wanting to drink it.

The sect disciples were a little surprised to see that Ye Qian'an had a close relationship with the sect master. They couldn't believe that the outsider in front of them actually knew the sect master?
Ye Qian'an nodded and smiled.

Then he brought a few people to the extremely familiar Qingjing Peak.

Returning to Qingjing Peak, Ye Qian'an put one hand behind his back, looked at the green mountains and clear waters in front of him, a gentle smile on his face.

“Coming back again feels like a lifetime ago.”

Di Junwan stood beside Ye Qian'an, looking into the distance together, and said softly: "Over the years, Qingjing Peak remains the same, but lacks the former bustle. Since you left, I always feel like something is missing."

Ye Qian'an nodded slightly and said with emotion: "Yes, time flies, things have changed. But being able to stand here again, the attachment and sense of belonging in my heart have never dissipated."

After that, he took out several jars of fine wine from his storage ring, and the aroma of the wine instantly filled the air. Dijun Wan couldn't wait to take a jar, broke the seal, raised her head and took a big sip. The wine flowed down the corners of her mouth, but she didn't care at all and laughed, "The wine you brought is still delicious!"

Ye Qian'an also picked up a jar and took a sip, his eyes revealing a trace of reminiscence: "Uncle, you know that I have experienced many ups and downs in these years. Whenever I encounter difficulties, I always think of the days in Qingjing Peak and the teachings of you and Master." Dijunwan put down the jar of wine and patted Ye Qian'an on the shoulder: "It's good to be back. No matter what, this will always be your home. Although the current head of the sect is difficult, I believe that I can always find a solution with you here."

Ye Qianan smiled brightly, then took out many jars of fine wine and drank heartily. Then he shook the jar in his hand and said, "Unconsciously, a hundred years have passed."

"Looking back, when I first transformed into a mortal and broke through to the Loose Immortal realm, I wasted a lot of time. However, for a cultivator, a hundred years is just a blink of an eye."

Di Junwan smiled slightly, lying on Ye Qian'an's thighs, tilting her head back and taking a big sip of the wine, and then said cheerfully: "Xiao An'an, I still miss the days when we were in the Netherworld Valley."

The time in the Netherworld Valley was the happiest time for Emperor Junwan. How wonderful it would be if she could go back to that time.

Ye Qian'an put one hand behind his head, staring at the dazzling starry sky, and then said: "This time I come back, I plan to take you away from here."

"Leave?" Di Junwan raised her head and asked with some confusion.

"Yes."

Ye Qian'an put down the wine jar in his hand in an elegant and easy-going manner, then raised his head, raised his eyebrows and said: "Now I have obtained an immortal palace. As long as you enter it, you can go to Dongsheng Shenzhou with me."

"Moreover, one year of cultivation in the Immortal Palace is equivalent to one day in the outside world. It will definitely be of great benefit to you."

Hearing this, Di Junwan suddenly fell silent, then stared at the Qingxuan Sect in front of her, and said sadly: "Xiao An'an, you should also know that I am no longer the elder of the Qingxuan Sect. I am the acting leader of the Qingxuan Sect. If I leave, what should the sect do..."

Ye Qian'an had already thought about this. He sat up and waved his fingers. Suddenly, a puppet appeared here quietly.

"Uncle Master, I'll lend you a drop of blood."

Dijun Wan half-believedly cut her finger and blended her blood into the puppet's forehead. She asked in confusion, "Xiao An'an, why are you doing this?"

Ye Qian'an smiled and replied: "This is a puppet that I have accumulated over the years. Its own strength has reached the realm of true immortals. Now your blood essence has merged into her body. From now on, she is the new Emperor Wan, the head of Qingxuan Sect."

As Ye Qian'an's voice fell, the puppet's body also changed. Under the gaze of Lin Xuezhu and Di Junwan, the puppet actually turned into another Di Junwan.

And it seems that she can drink more than the original Dijun Wan...

When seeing the puppet appear, Dijun Wan said in surprise: "It does look like it. I didn't expect you to have such a puppet. You won't use blood to do that kind of thing, right?"

Di Junwan came to the puppet, tore off its clothes without hesitation and took a look. After making sure that everything inside was there, she also cast a look of contempt.

Pfft!

Ye Qian'an sprayed out the old wine in his mouth, stared at Di Junwan and said: "Master, it's been a hundred years, why are you still like this?!"

(End of this chapter)