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

numb!

Completely numb!

The human race was stunned, and all living beings were astonished.

And now, you actually say that this is just a weakened version of the magical power?

Of course, it’s not that Ji Ren thinks he is too weak.

On the contrary, it is too strong, so strong that it is unbelievable.

You know, Ji Ren nowadays is already a powerful Daluo Jinxian level warrior, and can be regarded as a powerful giant.

But even so, the profound, obscure, and mysterious sword charm that he had felt before still made him feel it was out of reach.

Facing Gu Changqing, he also felt like a mayfly seeing the blue sky, and was amazed.

It is hard to imagine how profound the sword skills of my old master are.

But after thinking about it, Ji Ren felt relieved.

After all, when he followed Gu Changqing in Jiejiao, Tongtian was amazed by the latter's swordsmanship.

As time goes by, Gu Changqing's improvement is far beyond Ji Ren's reach.

It can be said that nowadays, every word and action of Gu Changqing contains an elusive rhyme of Taoism, which is worthy of Ji Ren, or countless human beings, to carefully contemplate and benefit greatly from.

After a long time, Ji Ren finally came to his senses.

It was not until this time that he remembered to ask Gu Changqing about the purpose of his visit to the human race.

"Master Changqing has arrived, allowing us to witness a miracle once again."

"Master, do you have any instructions for me?"

He asked respectfully.

Hearing Ji Ren's words, Gu Changqing smiled calmly and responded nonchalantly:

"Hehe...uh...orders?!"

"What can I ask?!"

As he spoke, he looked at the scenery in Shu Mountain with interest.

I saw one after another of the rare grasses and fairy flowers blooming, shining brightly, rich and fragrant, refreshing my heart.

Various spiritual roots and immortal fruits seemed to be competing with each other in beauty, emitting mysterious and indescribable immortal light, illuminating an area of ​​a million miles in radius.

Obviously, this Shu Mountain was just an ordinary fairy mountain among the human race in the past.

But under the nourishment of the Shushan Sword Sect's luck, it can be said that it has reached the highest level and has become extraordinary.

Then, Gu Changqing continued to speak:

"Hehe... I see that in this Shu Mountain, there are fairy herbs and flowers everywhere, as well as many spiritual roots and fairy fruits."

"If it is used to make wine, it would be good..."

Gu Changqing looked eager to try.

However, after hearing these words, Ji Ren's face froze and he looked quite strange.

"This...Master, please stop teasing your disciple."

"No matter how extraordinary Shushan is, it can only be regarded as a second-rate paradise at best."

"How can it be compared with Jin'ao Island?"

"I'm afraid that this mere spiritual root and immortal grass will not be worthy of Master's attention."

Ji Ren smiled bitterly.

Not bad!

He naturally thought that Gu Changqing must be joking with him.

After all, he knew about Gu Changqing's extraordinary talent. What kind of top-level spiritual roots, immortal fruits, and natural treasures had he not seen?

Ji Ren had even witnessed with his own eyes in the past that even the Hongmeng Purple Qi was used by his own master to make wine!

In comparison, these spiritual roots and magical herbs among the human race are simply not worth mentioning.

Unexpectedly, after hearing Ji Ren's words, Gu Changqing raised his eyebrows and looked displeased.

He looked at Ji Ren, and although he was very drunk, he said in a reprimanding voice:

"Eh? Using top-grade spiritual roots and immortal fruits to brew exquisite wine, what kind of skill is that?!"

"Haha, if we can only use these ordinary ingredients, we can also make top-quality wine."

"Then... uh... that's how I live up to my name as the Drunken Swordsman."

Gu Changqing's words made Ji Ren stunned, and he couldn't help but look thoughtful.

This statement is very meaningful.

Gu Changqing seemed to be talking about wine making.

But Ji Ren couldn't help but think, isn't spiritual practice also the same? !

If one just relies on various top-level skills, magical powers, etc., even if one is powerful, it will still be limited.

Discover the extraordinary in the ordinary!

In other words, even if one has ordinary skills and supernatural powers, if he can elevate them to the utmost, he can be regarded as a person of great accomplishment.

Back to Basics!

At this moment, Ji Ren felt even more clearly that his master's realm was obviously far beyond his reach.

"The disciples benefited!"

Ji Ren bowed and responded like this.

Seeing this, Gu Changqing smiled with satisfaction.

Then he said no more, drank by himself and went towards the Shushan Temple.

From then on, Gu Changqing did not leave easily. Instead, he settled down in Shushan and looked very content.

And, it was just as he said.

Almost every day, he would wander drunkenly in the vast Shu Mountain, collecting all kinds of spiritual roots and herbs.

At the same time, extremely rich aroma of wine also permeated the Shu Mountains.

The reactions of the human beings varied.

"Hiss... There will soon be no grass growing in my Shu Mountain."

"It is said that the Drunken Sword Master has an amazing drinking capacity. Now that I see him, his reputation is indeed well-deserved."

"Haha, Master Jiujianxian has collected all the spiritual roots and herbs from my Shushan Mountain. I wonder how much fine wine he can brew."

"If we are lucky enough to taste it, we will have no regrets in our lives."

"Hehe... you're dreaming. The wine of the Drunken Sword Master is a rare treasure that has been around for thousands of years. How can we dream of it?"

Not bad!

Gu Changqing was ruthless. Within just a few days, he had picked all the spiritual roots and herbs in Mount Shu.

This made all the Shushan disciples secretly gasp in amazement.

Good guy!

How much fine wine can be produced from this?

Some people looked in the direction of Gu Changqing with expressions of fascination and anticipation.

You know, for the human race, being a saint's disciple is something that is out of reach.

What’s more, Gu Changqing is a brilliant figure who is famous throughout the world and whose reputation is almost as high as that of the ancient great powers.

......

There is peace and tranquility in the Shu Mountains.

The outside world is also like this on the surface.

Ever since the Demon Court conquered the Phoenix and Qilin tribes, it has strangely fallen into a dead silence with no movement at all.

On the other hand, the witch clan also went about their business without causing any earth-shattering commotion.

However, the expressions of some powerful people with keen spiritual perception became increasingly solemn.

They could sense that, under such calm, the aura of disaster was becoming increasingly strong and difficult to dispel.

Even between the entire heaven and earth, there was an indescribable feeling of solemnity and coldness rising up.

It is conceivable that once such peace is broken, there will inevitably be an earth-shaking catastrophe.

This will be even more terrifying than the battle that caused the collapse of Mount Buzhou.

And this speculation did not last long.

On this day, thirty-three days away, a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred!

boom!

boom!

boom!

A series of vast, majestic and breathtaking auras suddenly swept out and enveloped the entire demon court.

Feeling this energy, all the strong men in the Demon Court looked sideways.

"Your Majesty Donghuang, has he come out of seclusion?!"