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

Chapter 147: I, the founder of Shushan, am actually a drunkard?

In Biyou Palace.

Tongtian, however, looked indifferent.

"Haha, are you from Shushan?"

Tongtian opened his mouth and asked questions from a distance. His words boomed across the Jin'ao Island, awakening the eyes and making the world go round.

Upon hearing this, the two human beings outside Jin'ao Island did not dare to be negligent and immediately bowed in response.

"Sage Tongtian, that's right!"

"We are here in the name of Master Ji Ren to invite the Drunken Sword Master to participate in the founding ceremony of our Shushan Sect."

After hearing this conversation, the disciples of Jiejiao suddenly understood.

Shushan!

That's it!

Isn’t that where Ji Ren is?

Now that these human beings regard Ji Ren as their master, doesn’t that mean Gu Changqing is a master-level existence?

After they suddenly realized it, all the disciples of Jiejiao were also amazed.

"Junior Brother Ji Ren is actually going to establish a Taoist school."

"Hiss... We are still practicing diligently to achieve the Golden Immortal Realm."

"Brother Changqing, you actually already have a disciple?"

"this......"

The disciples didn't know what to say.

I think they and Gu Changqing are disciples of the Jiejiao sect of the same generation.

However, now Gu Changqing's disciples are all about to establish their own school of thought and recruit disciples.

It can be said that among the nine direct disciples of Jiejiao, Gu Changqing's lineage is the one that has truly spread and expanded.

Duobao and others cannot be compared with him, let alone other ordinary disciples of Jiejiao.

Just as everyone was amazed and talking.

Tongtian also waved his hand and activated the Jiejiao protective formation.

At the same time, the scene changed dramatically.

However, in the blink of an eye, the two people from the human race appeared outside Gu Changqing's cave.

This shocked the two of them, and they looked incredulous.

The methods of a saint are truly unfathomable and stunning.

However, this is not the time to think too much about this.

The two men's gazes immediately fell on the drunken figure in the cave.

I guess...this is the Drunken Sword Immortal that Ji Ren mentioned.

The two human beings looked more awed and immediately paid homage.

"We are here to pay our respects to the Drunken Sword Master!"

Hearing this, Gu Changqing was stunned.

Then, he turned around in confusion and looked at the two figures outside the cave.

"Uh... who are you?"

"Why...why did you come to my cave?"

Tongtian's body was staggering and his words were unclear.

Hearing this, the two humans looked at each other.

Good guy!

Didn't the master hear a word of what we two said before?

However, after seeing Gu Changqing's appearance clearly, the two were even more shocked.

Gu Changqing's face was red and his eyes were sleepy.

Even though we were more than ten meters apart, I could still smell the strong aroma of alcohol.

The two looked at each other, confused.

Is this the founder of my Shushan?

Are you kidding me?

This is clearly a drunkard.

Where is there any trace of the transcendental demeanor of the senior immortal?

Surprised and uncertain, one of them asked tentatively:

"Excuse me, senior, are you the Drunken Sword Immortal Patriarch?"

Hearing this, Gu Changqing smiled generously and responded immediately:

"Haha not bad!"

"I ride my sword on the wind to slay demons between heaven and earth. I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. I am the Drunken Sword Immortal!"

Hearing this, the two human creatures were even more speechless.

The drunkard in front of them was indeed the ancestor they were looking for.

Although Gu Changqing's image was quite different from what they had imagined.

But the two had no choice but to accept this fact.

After a moment's silence, he continued:

"Report to the Drunken Sword Immortal Grandmaster!"

"We are here on the orders of Master Ji Ren, to invite the Grandmaster to visit Mount Shu and participate in the founding ceremony of our human race!"

Hearing this, Gu Changqing's eyes became a little dull.

He seemed to have drunk too much and needed a moment to react to just one word.

After a moment, Gu Changqing waved his hand again and muttered in a low voice:

"Shushan... founding ceremony?"

"No... No... I still have to drink."

Hearing this, the two humans were not surprised.

They looked at each other and just smiled bitterly.

Sure enough, it was just as they expected.

The saint's disciples are high and mighty, so why would they care about the words of these two "minions"?

However, then, the two of them thought of something and their faces changed.

Before this, they did not take out the jar of wine directly as Ji Ren said.

After all, offering this thing in front of the saint's disciples could almost be considered offensive.

But seeing that Gu Changqing left a word "No", he turned around and collapsed in the cave, drinking heavily.

It seems that I can only give it a try.

One of them had an idea and immediately summoned out the jar of fine wine.

In an instant, Gu Changqing turned around suddenly, his eyes fixed on the wine jar.

"Hehe...is this what Ji Ren asked you to bring?"

Gu Changqing changed his previous nonchalant attitude, and even his eyes revealed a deep greed.

If you didn’t know him, you would think he had seen some amazing opportunity or fortune.

Little did people know that in the heart of the Drunken Swordsman, good wine is better than anything else in the world.

The world is so big, but only fine wine should not be wasted!

This scene stunned the two human beings, and they nodded subconsciously.

The next moment, Gu Changqing waved his sleeves without hesitation and took away the jar of wine.

boom!

With a slap of his hand, he broke the mud seal on the wine jar, then Gu Changqing raised his head and began to drink.

He drank almost all of it in one breath, then he let out a long sigh of satisfaction, exhaling the strong smell of alcohol.

"Haha, not bad, not bad!"

"This is fine wine made from Enlightenment Leaves. It seems that boy has really learned a lot from me."

Gu Changqing hit the nail on the head.

This fine wine was brewed by Ji Ren using the Enlightenment Leaves that Tongtian had given him.

The "true teachings" he mentioned were naturally not Ji Ren's swordsmanship, but his ability to brew wine.

As he spoke, Gu Changqing still felt unsatisfied, and continued to look at the two people in front of him and asked:

"Among humans, is there any wine like this?"

On the other side, the two humans were already stunned.

They were well aware of the strength of that fine wine.

Just one sniff of it almost made the two of them drunk.

And Gu Changqing just did it in one breath?

Not to mention anything else, this amount of drinking made the two of them astonished.

After hearing Gu Changqing's question, they finally came to their senses.

One person said hurriedly:

"Master Ji Ren said so!"

"As long as the Grand Master comes, there will be plenty of this kind of wine!"

He had naturally figured out that this Drunken Sword Master was not interested in anything else but the wine.

Hence, this response.

Upon hearing this, Gu Changqing immediately laughed heartily and cheerfully.

"Haha, okay, okay, okay!"

"It is still Disciple Ji Ren who understands me."

"For the sake of fine wine, I have no choice but to go to the human race!"

As soon as the words fell, the two humans were overjoyed.

It actually worked?

It is true...No one knows the teacher better than the disciple!

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