Hong Huang: Killing millions of immortals with a sword, you call this a drunkard

"As expected of you, the Drunken Swordsman who is famous throughout the nine heavens and ten earths!"

"Such strength and background are only higher than those of our ancestors."

Zhu Rong's idea is not groundless.

The eleven ancient witches had once tried just a drop of the fine wine brewed from the authentic origin of the earth out of curiosity.

However, just one drop was enough to make the blood and energy in the bodies of the Eleven Ancestral Witches burst into flames.

The witch blood in their bodies seemed to be violent and difficult to calm down.

It took a long time for everyone to suppress the violent effects of the alcohol.

As the ancestor witch, he could hardly bear even a drop of alcohol.

One can imagine how powerful and magical the authentic immortal wine is.

However, Gu Changqing in front of him remained calm and collected.

It just added a little more drunkenness.

This contrast is evident.

Zhu Rong clearly realized that even if he and other ancestor witches took action now, they might just be crushed by Gu Changqing.

Thinking of this, Zhu Rong couldn't help but say inwardly: Monster!

It's really an indescribable monster!

Besides being shocked, I felt more fortunate.

Fortunately...the Wu clan and Gu Changqing have a friendly relationship.

Otherwise, the thought of being an enemy of such an existence made Zhu Rong's scalp tingle and his heart uneasy.

Just as thoughts were running through his mind.

On the other side, Gu Changqing finally seemed to be enjoying his drink.

"Haha, as the saying goes, no reward without merit!"

"Fellow Daoist Hou Tu gave me this top-grade immortal wine, so I... uh... should return the favor."

"Today, I will go to the underworld with Taoist Zhu Rong to thank Taoist Hou Tu for his kindness."

Gu Changqing said so.

Hearing this, Zhu Rong smiled knowingly.

Talking to smart people really saves you a lot of trouble.

In fact, as Gu Changqing said, he certainly didn't come just to give wine.

Instead, he invited Gu Changqing again in the name of Hou Tu to have a chat in the underworld.

Gu Changqing, under the pretense of drunkenness, said that he went to thank Hou Tu in person, and naturally he understood the deep meaning of it.

It's just that it hasn't been fully explained.

After all, Gu Changqing still has the identity of a disciple of Jiejiao and has not yet left the realm of Xuanmen.

This is actually an excellent reason.

Even if Daozu Hongjun were here, he wouldn't be able to say anything.

"OK!"

"Then I will lead the way for you, fellow Taoist."

Zhu Rong laughed and said so.

The so-called leading the way is naturally just a gesture.

It also shows how much respect Zhu Rong has for Gu Changqing.

Without further ado, the two of them came out immediately and headed towards the underworld again.

He left behind only a group of envious, jealous and resentful disciples of the Jiejiao sect.

Good guy!

What an honor it is to be personally invited by the Saint Hou Tu.

It is no exaggeration to say that Hou Tu, Nuwa and others are like goddesses that male cultivators in the world dream of but are out of reach.

How could one not be extremely envious of Gu Changqing's "good fortune"? !

What's more, the ancestor witch is leading the way personally!

If this happened to any other cultivator, it would be enough to make him soar to the sky and become famous throughout the world.

really!

Comparing people to each other is so annoying!

At the same time, in the Biyou Palace, Tongtian looked thoughtful.

"That's great... That's great..."

This time, watching Gu Changqing going into the underworld again, Tongtian not only did not show the slightest worry, but also did not show any intention of stopping him.

Instead, he showed a relieved smile and murmured to himself in a low voice.

There is no other reason!

Tongtian had also paid attention to the scene of Zhurong giving wine to others earlier.

Compared with ordinary disciples, Tongtian also realized more.

How can this be called free wine?!

This is clearly a symbol that Hou Tu wants to bestow sainthood on Gu Changqing.

This conjecture is no exaggeration!

After all, the wine was made from authentic ingredients and presented to Gu Changqing.

This means that Hou Tu wants Gu Changqing to also come into contact with the profound meaning of the earth's origin.

This is just like when Hongjun bestowed the Hongmeng Purple Qi to help the Three Pure Ones and others become saints of the Heavenly Dao.

In other words, Gu Changqing now has closer contacts with the Wu clan, or Hou Tu.

Then, in the future you will be able to comprehend the profound meaning of the earth more naturally and thus become an earthly saint.

Therefore, how could Tongtian stop Gu Changqing from going to the underworld?

On the contrary, he extremely supported this move and was happy to see it.

......

the other side!

Let’s talk about Gu Changqing and Zhu Rong.

There was no conversation along the way, and soon, the two of them entered the underworld.

The underworld at this time has undergone earth-shaking changes compared to the past.

In the eerie and terrifying underworld, laws and order are like entities, manifesting in the void and reflecting each other.

Billions of rays of light burst forth, and auspicious colors rose.

And every breath exudes a terrifying feeling that makes one's scalp explode.

The long river of destiny flows endlessly, flowing in the deepest part of Fengdu, mighty and unstoppable.

At this moment, the Holy Saint Hou Tu was sitting under the long river, with a dignified appearance and captivating demeanor.

She was dressed in fairy clothes, and she looked otherworldly, with an aura of transcendence.

With every frown and smile, she exudes a charm that astonishes the world.

Even Gu Changqing couldn't help but stare in amazement for a moment.

"Hehe, what a gorgeous and supreme goddess."

"I don't know who is so lucky to be able to be a Taoist companion with Taoist friend Hou Tu..."

Along the way, Gu Changqing continued to drink fine wine.

By this time, I was already about 80% drunk.

At this moment, looking at Hou Tu, he muttered to himself in a rather "unrestrained" manner.

Although the words were spoken softly, how could they be hidden from the people present?

For a moment, Dijiang and the other eleven ancient witches were stunned, and then their faces became strange and speechless.

Nima...

Only you dare to say that.

You must know that Hou Tu today is no longer the same as before. She is a genuine saint, with supreme majesty, looking down on the world.

If it were any other cultivator, would they dare to think about forming a Taoist couple?

Even just such a thought can be regarded as a great disrespect to the Saint Hou Tu.

Fortunately, everyone knows that Gu Changqing is cynical and different from ordinary people.

He even dared to confront Hongjun, let alone teasing Houtu.

Therefore, Di Jiang and others had to look at their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses, trying their best to hold back their laughter.

On the other side, Hou Tu obviously heard it as well, and her pretty face turned red, revealing a rare look of shyness.

She glanced at Gu Changqing meaningfully and pretended not to hear what he said.

Forcing herself to calm down, Hou Tu looked serious and then looked at Gu Changqing.

"Haha, fellow Drunken Swordsman, you are still as charming as ever!"

Hou Tu said so.

Hearing this, Gu Changqing didn't take it seriously.

With a drunken laugh, he responded carelessly:

"Haha, what do you mean by still as charming as ever?!"

"I'm... uh... just an alcoholic who's wasting his time."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present couldn't help but show resentment on their faces.

This is...

There must be a limit to humility!

You call this wasting time?!