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

In the Biyou Palace!

Tongtian and his eight disciples were all staring at the scene in amazement.

At this moment, everyone felt deeply helpless.

Fortunately, they had thought that Gu Changqing was asking for an exorbitant amount of money.

It turns out that what this kid meant by "let him choose" was just for these treasured fine wines.

It's like you are guarding a mountain of treasures, but you chose the most useless one among them.

You know, the gift of a saint is so rare.

In the eyes of many people, even the best wine can only satisfy the desire for food.

Even if you choose some cultivation techniques or magical powers, they are thousands of times stronger than these wines.

"Junior brother, you... Ouch!"

"There are so many spiritual treasures and skills. Any one of them you choose will be more precious than these ten thousand jars of fine wine!"

The Golden Spirit Holy Mother had a look of deep sorrow on her face, and spoke in a way that was half persuasive and half reprimanding.

But Gu Changqing was not moved at all.

At this time, he couldn't wait to take out a jar of freshly harvested wine.

In front of everyone, he drank a few big gulps of wine with great heartiness.

Then, he smacked his lips in satisfaction and said:

“What a rich wine!”

"Master actually has such a top-notch private collection, but he is usually too stingy to take it out..."

Gu Changqing said with a grin, with a hint of complaint in his words.

Hearing this, everyone rolled their eyes.

Do you think Master treasures wine as much as you do?

However, only this weird-behaving junior brother Changqing would dare to be so disrespectful.

Tongtian sighed helplessly.

"Changqing disciple, I am not hiding anything from my master!"

"These wines were presented by cultivators from the outside world. The strength of each jar is extremely strong!"

"If you continue to be drunk all day, I'm afraid it will hurt your cultivation!"

In fact, Tongtian's words were already very tactful.

In his heart, he was even worried that if Gu Changqing continued drinking like this, he might get drunk to death.

As a cultivator, he did not die during his practice, but instead died from alcohol?

That would be a huge joke.

Tongtian gave advice with good intentions.

But after hearing his words, Gu Changqing just waved his hand in a free and easy manner and said with a smile:

“Haha, don’t worry, Master!”

"Wine is the essence of all things. It will only help with cultivation. How can it harm one's cultivation?"

"The more disciples drink, the deeper their Taoism will become!"

What Gu Changqing said was true.

But when everyone heard it, they secretly curled their lips.

Got it!

Junior Brother Changqing is drunk and talking nonsense again.

If drinking alcohol can improve one's spiritual attainment, then why do sentient beings need to practice diligently and seek enlightenment day and night?

Tongtian waved his hands speechlessly.

"Forget it, forget it. I promised you two rewards!"

"You can choose another one!"

"Take the reward and return to your cave quickly!"

If this continues, Tongtian would probably be so angry at Gu Changqing that he would vomit blood.

The words fell.

This time, Gu Changqing set his sights on the spiritual treasures scattered all over the ground.

He looked at each treasure with hazy eyes, making everyone wonder if he could tell the quality of the spiritual treasures.

After a moment, Gu Changqing's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Hey, that's it!"

With a touch of air, a sword that was purple all over and emitting cold light suddenly flew into Gu Changqing's hand.

"Master, I choose this sword!"

Seeing this, Tongtian's eyes fixed, with an indescribable strangeness in his look.

"Oh? This sword is called the Purple and Green Nine Heavens Sword, and it is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure!"

"Can you control this treasure?"

Hearing this, although Gu Changqing staggered, he held the sword in one hand and the jar of wine in the other, and immediately stood up and danced with the sword.

"Haha, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, I can easily pick it up!"

The smell of alcohol on Gu Changqing's body turned into a wild and passionate spirit at this moment.

For a moment, in the Biyou Palace, the sword intent rose and reflected each other, which was mysterious and magical.

Gu Changqing stood proudly among them, his figure as handsome as jade and his heroic appearance captivating.

Duobao and others couldn't help but be stunned.

What a smooth and flowing sword technique!

There was no sense of sluggishness when he made the move, as if the purple-green Jiuxiao Sword originally belonged to Gu Changqing, and was in tune with his mind, and the sword moved with his heart.

"Watching Junior Brother Changqing's swordsmanship is truly refreshing!"

Yunxiao muttered to himself.

This kind of feeling was something she had only seen in her own Master Tongtian in the past.

Tongtian also looked solemn and his eyes lit up.

After a long time, Gu Changqing restrained his sword intent and stood in the Biyou Palace.

Duobao and others were stunned.

Even they did not realize that the Gu Changqing who had displayed his sword skills earlier was completely different from his usual drunken appearance.

"Haha, okay, okay, okay!"

The three good words "Tongtian Liandao" seemed to express some unusual excitement and relief.

"In that case, this Purple-Green Nine Heavens Sword is bestowed upon you!"

Gu Changqing didn't waste any words, took a big gulp of wine, and said contentedly:

"Disciple thanks Master!"

"Then I will take my leave now and return to my cave to taste the fine wine."

As he spoke, Gu Changqing staggered out of the Biyou Palace and gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

Looking at Gu Changqing's back, Tongtian seemed to be thinking about something.

After a moment, he showed a meaningful smile.

"Haha, Duobao, Gongming disciple!"

"You eight people should interact more with Changqing in the future!"

"One day, this kid might give us a great surprise."

After hearing this, Duobao and the others looked at each other in confusion.

Surprise the saint?

This is a very high evaluation.

Duobao said doubtfully:

"Master, that scene a thousand years ago was just a coincidence!"

"Even Junior Brother Changqing himself doesn't have the slightest impression of it!"

"From my perspective, he is just an alcoholic after all!"

But after hearing Duobao's words, Tongtian shook his head.

"No, you are all wrong!"

“You must know that the Purple-Green Nine Heavens Sword, although only of the upper-grade innate quality, is different from other spiritual treasures of the same level.”

"That sword is stained with a trace of innate purple energy."

"If you want to control that sword, your sword skills must reach the level of Taiyi Jinxian before you can do it..."

Tongtian said in a deep voice.

Everyone was stunned at first, and then they understood Tongtian's implication.

No wonder Master Tongtian questioned Gu Changqing’s choice before?

It turns out that the Purple-Green Nine Heavens Sword contains such unknown secrets.

No wonder, when Tongtian saw Gu Changqing dancing with the sword, he could not suppress the joy in his heart and could not help but cheer for him.

What’s more crucial is that Gu Changqing had previously held the Purple-Green Jiuxiao Sword, and his swordsmanship was so skillful and free-spirited.

Controlling the Purple-Green Nine Heavens Sword, there was no sense of stagnation at all.

This means that Gu Changqing’s attainments in swordsmanship have actually reached the level of Taiyi Jinxian?

When they thought of this, everyone's heart was shocked!