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

Chapter 128 What does Changqing's disciple mean? That may not be impossible

Duobao was in a daze, his face dull.

"Ji Ren, you said... you want to establish a Taoist school?"

After a long time, I came to my senses.

Duobao was somewhat doubtful about his own ears, so he asked this.

No wonder he was so shocked.

Establishing a Taoist school is something that only the most powerful people in the world can do.

Little did they know that even his direct disciples such as Duobao and Jinling did not dare to think about creating any Taoist school of thought on their own.

And Ji Ren, as a third-generation disciple of Jiejiao, is actually ahead of these second-generation disciples and even the direct disciples?

How could Duobao not be shocked?

After hearing Duobao's words, Ji Ren smiled calmly.

"Not bad!"

"Uncle Duobao, I originally became Master Changqing's disciple in order to strengthen our Human Sect."

"One day, I will make sure that all races in the world will not underestimate our human race."

"What's more, the Human Cult no longer conceals its evil ambitions towards the human race."

"I can't let them take advantage of the human race's luck like that."

Ji Ren's response was resounding and thought-provoking.

Duobao looked strange when he heard this.

After a long time, he looked towards the cave and saw Gu Changqing lying drunk on the ground.

"Junior Brother Changqing seems to be drunk all day long."

"I didn't expect that I would become a good disciple who is firm in his faith and fearless."

Duobao sighed.

He understood what Ji Ren meant.

Heaven will give great responsibilities to this people!

Ji Ren's goal is to free the human race from the fate of being pawns.

How many people in this world can match such a firm belief?

For a moment, Duobao couldn't help but look at this third-generation disciple who had not had much presence in the past with admiration.

But he immediately thought of something, frowned and said:

"Your idea is certainly good, and I admire it."

"However, you must know that if you want to establish a Taoist school, you must have a magical treasure to suppress your destiny."

"Otherwise, it will just be castles in the air."

Duobao's words are not alarmist.

For example, in the Taoist tradition of saints, top-level spiritual treasures are needed to suppress the luck, so that the luck will not be lost and the Taoist tradition will last forever.

But after hearing this, Ji Ren smiled.

"Haha, Uncle Duobao."

"Master Changqing has already considered this matter for his disciples."

As he spoke, Ji Ren summoned the three sacred artifacts of the human race without hesitation.

For a moment, three meritorious treasures lay out in front of everyone, shining brightly and dazzling the eyes.

When Duobao saw it, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Is this... Uncle Nuwa's treasure?"

Duobao was confused and exclaimed.

Ji Ren nodded.

Duobao was completely speechless.

He looked at Gu Changqing, with only deep disbelief in his eyes.

Good guy!

I call you good guy!

What on earth did Junior Brother Changqing do to be able to obtain these three meritorious treasures from Senior Uncle Nuwa?

This is too outrageous.

Moreover, Duobao couldn't help but feel extremely envious.

Being Gu Changqing's disciple, this is so cool.

Not only did his master pave the way for him, but even the treasures to suppress his luck were prepared, and they were obtained from the hands of a saint.

How many people in this world can accomplish such a feat?

At this point, Duobao had nothing more to say.

What else can be said?

Junior Brother Changqing has already planned everything.

It is understandable that Ji Ren founded a religion.

In the end, Duobao just smiled bitterly and said:

"Well, Junior Brother Changqing's methods and plans are now incomprehensible to us."

"I will take you to meet Master Tongtian right now."

"Since you want to establish a religion, you should report it to Master Tongtian."

After saying that, the two of them immediately headed towards the Biyou Palace.

This scene immediately attracted the attention of countless outer disciples, and everyone showed expressions of envy, jealousy and hatred.

A mere third-generation disciple can actually meet Master Tongtian in person?

You know, this is an honor that even many outer disciples would love to have.

He is worthy of being the disciple of the Drunken Swordsman.

Nowadays, in Jiejiao, anything that has anything to do with the three words "Drunken Sword Immortal" cannot be judged by common sense.

In an instant, all living beings looked at Gu Changqing's cave with an even deeper look of awe and respect.

Let’s talk about Duobao and Ji Ren.

Enter the Biyou Palace.

Seeing this, Tongtian raised his eyebrows in surprise, as if he didn't understand why Duobao brought Ji Ren, a third-generation disciple, with him.

At this moment, Ji Ren also bowed and said:

"Disciple Ji Ren, I pay my respects to Grandmaster Tong Tian!"

"My disciple wishes to establish a sword sect among the human race and teach all the people of the human race the great way of sword."

"I have come to report this to Master, hoping that Master will grant my approval."

Hearing this, Tongtian was stunned.

His reaction was exactly the same as Duobao's before.

Obviously, a third-generation disciple with the cultivation level of Taiyi Golden Immortal also wants to establish a religion.

This is quite explosive in the eyes of the saints.

Therefore, Tongtian said with a dignified look:

"Nonsense!"

"Ji Ren, I know that you have deep feelings for the human race and you don't want to see the human race become weak and be bullied."

"But you have to know that establishing a Taoist tradition is not as simple as you think."

"You are only at the level of Taiyi Jinxian now, and you are simply unable to deal with the dangers of the world."

"What's more, the human race already has a human religion. As the only holy religion, if we rashly intervene, I'm afraid..."

Tongtian used a tone of admonishing Ji Ren.

It’s not that he doesn’t want the great way of sword to be passed on.

After all, Tongtian founded the religion with the principle of teaching everyone.

If there is someone who can carry forward the sword art of Jiejiao and spread it throughout the world, Tongtian will be so happy that he cannot contain his joy.

Tongtian also understood Ji Ren’s feelings towards the human race.

But in his opinion, Ji Ren's move was a bit too hasty.

You know, as the saying goes, "Daluo is everywhere, and Golden Immortal is worse than a dog."

Ji Ren has only reached the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal, but he wants to protect the entire human race and teach them the way of sword practice?

Even if a random Golden Immortal came, he would not be able to deal with him.

Not to mention, once he founded a religion among the human race, he would inevitably offend Laozi and Xuandu of the human religion.

By then, if Lao Tzu, as a saint, secretly plotted against Ji Ren, his situation would become even more terrifying.

Tongtian did this to protect Ji Ren.

Upon hearing this, Ji Ren's expression froze.

As expected...Master Tongtian still disagrees?

You know, in the huge Jiejiao, only Gu Changqing dared to smile and be cynical in front of Tongtian.

In the eyes of other disciples, the Saint of Tongtian Hall is awe-inspiring without even getting angry, and still has a huge sense of oppression and deterrence.

After hearing Tongtian's admonition, Ji Ren did not dare to refute at all.

What’s more, this is my master’s master.

Since his old man didn't agree, it seemed that there was little hope for me to found a religion.

But at this moment, Duobao lost no time in whispering:

"Master, this move was instructed by Junior Brother Changqing, and it has paved the way for Junior Brother Ji Ren."

As soon as these words came out, Tongtian's expression froze.

"Oh? Is this what Disciple Changqing meant?"

"That... might not be impossible."

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