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

"If you're drunk, I'll chop you down even if you're a saint!"

Gu Changqing's eyes were blurry due to drunkenness and he seemed to be a little confused.

And this sentence made Ji Ren even more frightened.

Good guy!

Master Changqing, you must have drunk too much now, right?

This statement is extremely disrespectful to the saint.

You know, although Gu Changqing is extremely powerful and unmatched.

But before that, the most powerful opponent he faced was someone on the level of the Ten Demon Saints.

Even during the few times when they fought against Di Jun and Tai Yi, Sage Tong Tian always showed up and no real life-and-death battle broke out.

Furthermore, everyone below the saints is an ant. This is not just an empty statement in the ancient times.

If I heard this, I would hold Gu Changqing accountable just for this sentence.

Ji Ren smiled bitterly!

Our Changqing Master's drinking capacity is getting bigger and bigger.

And every time he got drunk, his words became more and more shocking.

But the strange thing was that after hearing Gu Changqing's shocking words, Ji Ren's uneasiness gradually dissipated and disappeared without a trace.

Nuwa, who was standing aside, looked at Gu Changqing with admiration.

As a saint and a woman, she has an extremely sharp mind.

At this moment, some other meanings could be heard from Gu Changqing's words "If you drink too much, I will still chop down a saint."

That is Gu Changqing's determination to protect Ji Ren.

I had just reminded Ji Ren to be cautious, and Gu Changqing made this statement while drunk.

Doesn’t this mean that if I really dare to plot secretly, it will be disadvantageous to Ji Ren?

Well, Gu Changqing doesn't care about saints or not.

Facing Laozi, he also dared to use his sword forcefully.

Moreover, recalling Gu Changqing's past deeds against heaven, Nuwa also believed it without a doubt.

If this kid gets angry, he might grab a sword and rush straight to the Daluotian Bajing Palace to kill people. He can do it.

In this regard, Nuwa not only did not feel the slightest bit of aversion, but instead her favorable impression of him increased greatly.

In this way, Nuwa would feel more at ease handing the human race over to the hands of this master and disciple.

Something happened here.

Ji Ren was just about to bid farewell to the Saint Nuwa and return to the primitive world with Gu Changqing.

But at this moment, Gu Changqing suddenly laughed:

"Hehe, Uncle Nuwa, since these unimportant matters have been discussed."

"Well, it's time to get down to business."

"I smell the aroma of fine wine here, won't Master Nuwa let me have a taste?"

Hearing this, Nuwa was stunned.

Something unimportant?

So in your eyes, the ownership of the throne of the Emperor is unimportant?

Drinking is the so-called serious business?

Nuwa was speechless.

At the same time, she also looked puzzled.

"The aroma of fine wine? I'm afraid Junior Brother Changqing must have sensed it wrongly?"

"I don't have any collection of fine wine."

Nuwa responded in confusion.

Not bad!

In her world, there was not even a jar of good wine.

This scene made Ji Rendu look confused.

isn't it?

My own Changqing master, is he really here just to drink?

Moreover, there is no need for Saint Nuwa to lie about this matter, right?

What's the matter?

Gu Changqing was stunned when he heard Nuwa's response.

Then, he continued with a look of "confusion":

"Eh? That shouldn't be the case..."

"I am the Drunken Sword Immortal. My perception of fine wine will never be wrong."

"If it's not fine wine, then Master Uncle must have the raw materials to make wine?"

These words made Nuwa even more confused.

Her expression changed, as if she had thought of something.

Then, with a wave of her jade hand, three fairy apricots suddenly appeared in her palm.

"Is this what Junior Brother Changqing was talking about?"

"This is something I accidentally found in the past..."

Nuwa spoke in surprise and doubt.

Immortal apricot!

It is also listed among the top ten best innate spiritual roots, and is as famous as Huangzhongli, Ginseng Fruit, etc.

However, before Nuwa could finish speaking.

Suddenly, Gu Changqing's drunken eyes lit up.

"Hehe, that's right!"

"Uh... I was saying, my intuition can't be wrong."

"This fairy apricot is the top-quality raw material for making wine..."

Exhaling a strong breath of alcohol, Gu Changqing couldn't wait to speak.

And in his eyes, the greed for the three fairy apricots could no longer be concealed.

At this point, how could Nuwa not understand?

This kid was acting mysterious and said he smelled the aroma of fine wine.

After all, it’s just to get these three fairy apricots.

What a disrespectful Drunken Swordsman, he actually ended up blackmailing himself?

Nuwa was not angry, but was in a dilemma.

"In that case, I will give these three immortal apricots to Junior-nephew Changqing."

Nuwa shook her head helplessly.

The function of the fairy apricot is that it contains the power of wind and thunder. If swallowed, there is a certain chance that a person will gain the skill of speed.

Just like Lei Zhenzi in later generations, it was because he ate a fairy apricot that he was able to grow wings on his back and gain extreme speed.

However, Nuwa is in charge of the great way of creation, which is far from the power of wind and thunder.

What's more, as a saint, he can descend to any place in the world with just a thought, and there is no need to comprehend any speed method.

It can be said that the effect of this fairy apricot is better than nothing for her.

Therefore, he was extremely generous and gave it directly to Gu Changqing.

Seeing this, Gu Changqing was also not polite.

"Hehe, in that case, then I'd like to thank Uncle Nuwa."

He directly put the three fairy apricots into his pocket with an expression of "the conspiracy succeeded" on his face.

If this scene was witnessed by a powerful person from the outside world, he would surely be dumbfounded and shocked.

Throughout the ages, any monk who meets a saint would be treated with dignity and solemnity.

Who would dare to smile like that in front of a saint, and with the purpose of "extorting" spiritual roots and immortal fruits from the saint?

More importantly, this guy Gu Changqing actually succeeded.

This is fucking... simply outrageous!

Little did people know that this is exactly the embodiment of "In the ancient world, strength is respected."

Although Gu Changqing only has the cultivation level of a Daluo Golden Immortal now, it is obvious to all living beings that his fighting power is enough to rival that of a Quasi-Saint.

Moreover, as the twelfth-grade supreme Daluo, his future upper limit is immeasurable.

Such an existence is enough to make saints pay great attention to it.

It is for this reason that Nuwa generously bestowed the spiritual roots and immortal fruits.

Such opportunities and good fortune are something that ordinary cultivators cannot even envy.

Only at this point did Gu Changqing feel satisfied.

"Haha, it's worth the trip."

"I will now say goodbye to... uh... Uncle Nuwa."

He said so.

Even the farewell seemed to lack solemnity.

In response, Nuwa just shook her head and laughed, then waved her hand unhappily.

Until the Nuwa Emperor appeared.

Following behind Gu Changqing, Ji Ren still looked confused.

Master Changqing’s actions were really cool.