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

The ancient world, outside the East China Sea!

On Jin'ao Island, purple air rises and holy light is vast.

In the Biyou Palace, the Saint Tongtian has a tall and majestic figure, a tremendous aura, and is breathtaking.

"My Jie Sect emphasizes the word 'jie'."

"There are fifty great ways, forty-nine of which are derived from the heavens. Man escapes one of them. We are here to intercept the one that escapes..."

When the saint opens his mouth, his sermon voice resounds, immortal music sounds vaguely, and all kinds of amazing visions evolve.

In the Biyou Palace, Duobao and other eight direct disciples were sitting upright.

Outside the Biyou Palace, there were more than a hundred thousand outer disciples, who were also focused and carefully comprehending the profound meaning of the Dao.

However, at a certain moment, a voice broke the quiet and peaceful atmosphere outside the Biyou Palace.

"Haha, good, really good wine..."

"If you are happy in life, you must have all the fun, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon!"

Although the voice was not loud, it was particularly harsh in an environment where everyone was silent and listening to the sermon.

The outer disciples frowned, then opened their eyes and looked.

Behind the outer disciples, there was a clear and handsome figure.

However, when everyone was listening attentively and understanding the truth.

But he was holding a jar of wine and pouring the wine into his mouth in big gulps.

He even smacked his lips from time to time and let out sighs of intoxication.

"Sure enough... Junior Brother Gu Changqing is drinking again."

"Humph, this guy really doesn't know the situation. He dares to indulge in alcohol in such a solemn and majestic place for preaching."

"It's useless. Junior Brother Gu Changqing is really useless."

There was more helplessness in everyone's words.

Gu Changqing!

This name is known to everyone in the outer sect.

It’s not because he has a high level of cultivation, but because he really doesn’t look like a disciple of a saint.

Other disciples were grateful to be able to become the saint's disciples, and they practiced diligently day and night, for fear of bringing discredit to the saint's lineage.

And this Gu Changqing has been drinking and looking drowsy all day long since he joined the Jiejiao.

It would be fine on normal days, but I didn't expect that he would dare to do this today when the saint was preaching.

Everyone was speechless.

In Biyou Palace.

Duobao and the others had sharp spiritual senses and also sensed the small noise outside.

"Alas... it is only because of our Jiejiao, which teaches everyone and Master Tongtian is tolerant, that we can accommodate a disciple like Gu Changqing."

"if not......"

Duobao sighed secretly.

As cultivators, they must not be contaminated by worldly desires such as wine, sex, money and anger, so as not to tarnish their cultivation, let alone someone like Gu Changqing who is completely obsessed with them.

If Gu Changqing were in a Taoist sect with strict rules like the Humanistic Sect or the Orthodox Sect, he would have been expelled from the sect long ago.

However, it is different from Duobao.

On the other side, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother, the Wu Dang Holy Mother, and the Three Sky and others, all had graceful figures and stunning looks.

There was something strange in their eyes when they looked at Gu Changqing.

"Junior Brother Gu Changqing is truly different from ordinary people."

"The path of cultivation is boring, but Junior Brother Gu Changqing is much more interesting."

To the women, the other disciples were always timid and conservative, which was quite unremarkable.

In comparison, Gu Changqing's unconventional appearance could attract more of their attention.

......

Outside Jin'ao Island.

Gu Changqing acted as if no one was around and was enjoying himself.

He was unaware of the complaints and sighs in everyone's hearts.

Even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

After a few gulps, the wine in the jar was finished.

Only then did Gu Changqing burp contentedly.

At this moment, Gu Changqing's sea of ​​consciousness suddenly moved.

The power of spiritual consciousness surged like a raging wave.

In just a moment, the sea of ​​consciousness expanded more than ten times than before.

Gu Changqing was satisfied.

Others laugh at me for being too crazy, I laugh at others for not seeing through it!

Only Gu Changqing himself knew that constantly drinking was his way of practicing.

Two thousand years ago, Gu Changqing woke up and traveled to the ancient world and became an ordinary outer disciple of Jiejiao.

Fortunately, somehow, he integrated the great way of wine.

Just drink to get stronger!

Drinking the fine wine would not only help him gradually improve his cultivation, but also enable him to comprehend various magical powers, as well as the principles of the Tao and so on.

For two thousand years, in the eyes of everyone, he only knew how to drink and get hungovers, and slack off in his practice.

Little did he know that every sip of wine was like a magical herb to Gu Changqing, bringing him incredible benefits.

How can you improve without drinking?

Gu Changqing was also quite helpless...

After he finished speaking, Gu Changqing did not hesitate. He flipped his hand and took out another jar of fine wine.

boom!

He slapped open the mud seal on the wine jar.

Suddenly, a refreshing aroma of wine filled the air.

Gu Changqing continued to drink, completely immersed in his own world.

The outer disciples closest to Gu Changqing snorted, and it was difficult for them to concentrate under the aroma of wine.

Everyone rolled their eyes at Gu Changqing, feeling unhappy that their listening was affected.

It was only because of the majesty of the Sage Tongtian that people did not dare to act out.

However, the outer disciples gritted their teeth and endured it.

But at this time, some people couldn't stand Gu Changqing anymore.

A flash of light appeared, and in a flash, a figure came from the Biyou Palace and landed in front of Gu Changqing.

"Gu Changqing, put away your unruly look."

"The saint's preaching is the most solemn thing in our Jiejiao. You will not be allowed to act recklessly like this."

"What's more, wine is an unclean thing for ordinary creatures. It pollutes spiritual practice and must not appear here."

The visitor had a stern look on his face and spoke in a tone as if he was reprimanding Gu Changqing.

What caught people's attention was that his hair was actually blue in color.

Looking at this scene, the outer disciples looked stern.

"Senior Brother Qiu Shouxian?!"

"Humph, this matter has already alarmed Senior Brother Qiu Shouxian. Let's see if Gu Changqing still dares to be so unrestrained."

"Qiushou Immortal is one of the seven immortals who attend Master Tongtian, so he naturally has great majesty."

Not bad!

The visitor was none other than the Qiushou Immortal, whose true form was a green-haired lion. He was one of the seven immortals serving the Sage Tongtian.

Although he was not a direct disciple, he had a special status and was respected by all the disciples of Jiejiao, who dared not neglect him.

More importantly, the Qiushou Immortal is not a broad-minded person.

Relying on the favor of Saint Tongtian, this guy often bullied the outer disciples. He was extremely mean and vindictive.

Even this person showed up and scolded Gu Changqing.

Today, the latter will definitely suffer.

This is what everyone is thinking.

Unexpectedly, after hearing the words of the Qiushou Immortal, Gu Changqing did not show any fear.

He just glanced at the Qiu Shou Immortal with bleary eyes, and then his eyes dropped again.

"Senior Brother Qiu Shouxian?"

"Why are you here to care about me when you are not listening to Master Tongtian's teachings?"

Gu Changqing felt no guilt at all and burped, showing his heroic, unrestrained and unruly nature.

Hearing this, the Qiu Shou Immortal's eyebrows immediately raised and anger rose in his eyes.

How dare a mere outer sect disciple treat one of the seven immortals who are serving him like this?

How dare Gu Qing?

The Qiu Shou Immortal's tone suddenly became icy cold.

"Gu Changqing!"

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