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

For a moment, everyone in Jiejiao felt at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Fortunately, the river of fate cannot speak.

Otherwise, I would have probably started cursing earlier.

All the disciples were stunned and dumbfounded.

"Then... is it really the River of Destiny?"

"Brother Changqing, can you be even more amazing?"

"Why did just a wisp of leaked breath make us feel terrified and terrified?"

"But Senior Brother Changqing was able to be so nonchalant and treat it as if it was nothing."

Everyone murmured to themselves.

On the side, Tongtian and Old Ancestor Hongyun looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

This is...

Even as powerful as they were, they felt inferior in front of Gu Changqing.

At this moment, Gu Changqing grabbed a full Hunyuan Golden Bowl of water from the River of Destiny.

Only then did he jump with satisfaction and return to the crowd.

Tongtian laughed at this apprentice who acted so shockingly and said:

"You are so bold, boy!"

"You know, your previous actions really made me, the teacher, nervous."

But, I heard Tongtian say this.

Gu Changqing, however, was drunk and smiled nonchalantly.

"Hehe... uh... Master is too timid."

"If we don't use this miraculous river water to make wine, wouldn't that be a waste of natural resources?"

After hearing this, everyone was even more upset.

Good guy!

Worthy of being called the Drunken Swordsman!

This is just for drinking, and he is willing to sacrifice his life.

However, at this time, all the disciples of Jiejiao were looking at the long river of destiny in the Hunyuan Golden Bowl with curiosity.

"Hiss... It is worthy of being the river of destiny. Just one glance at it actually gave me a feeling of enlightenment."

"Does the fate of all of us lie in these rivers?"

"Junior Brother Changqing, can you share some of the water from the long river of destiny with us?"

Everyone looked envious.

After all, for them, the long river of destiny is a rare sight in the ages.

These river waters also possess mysterious and magical effects that are hard to describe.

Therefore, Duobao and others couldn't help but speak up and wanted to ask Gu Changqing for some.

After hearing what everyone said, Gu Changqing said meaningfully:

"Haha, no problem..."

"When I have brewed all of it into fine wine, I will let all of you brothers taste it."

As soon as these words were spoken, hundreds of thousands of Jiejiao disciples all showed expressions of great joy.

"We would like to thank Senior Brother Changqing!"

"We would like to thank Senior Brother Changqing!"

Everyone shouted loudly, their surprise and surprise were beyond words.

Seeing this, Tongtian's mouth twitched.

This kid is probably going to turn the entire Jiejiao into a "drunkard" sect.

However, he didn't say much in the end.

There is no other reason!

Tongtian knew that Gu Changqing would not do anything detrimental to Jiejiao.

Just like before, although the Golden Spirit Mother, Sanxiao and others asked Gu Changqing for fine wine, it was useless even if they drank it.

Therefore, Gu Changqing was able to maintain his rationality and did not let them drink together.

After changing his mind, Tongtian immediately became serious.

"Disciple Changqing, now that you have been resisted by the long river of fate, the path to enlightenment has begun."

"In the future, I should think carefully about what kind of truth I want to prove."

Tongtian gave such instructions, and it sounded like he was giving sincere advice.

Just as Laozi mainly cultivates the way of elixir, Yuanshi mainly cultivates the way of tools, Nuwa controls the way of creation, and so on...

Tongtian's words were exactly what made Gu Changqing want to create his own path.

Little did people know that Gu Changqing had already found the path that best suits him.

Therefore, after hearing Tongtian's words, he just smiled drunkenly:

"Hehe...what kind of truth do you want to prove..."

"Well... I drank it and it came to me."

Having said that, Gu Changqing looked very carefree, carrying the wine gourd and the Hunyuan golden bowl filled with water from the long river of destiny, and leisurely returned to his cave.

Seeing this, Tongtian looked helpless.

Every time he wanted to discuss some "serious matters" with his disciple, this kid always had this attitude.

In the end, Tongtian could only shake his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and said nothing more.

In the vast Jiejiao, the eternal peace was restored.

However, the scene of Gu Changqing sailing through the long river of destiny and even grabbing the river water was passed on by word of mouth among the disciples, and everyone was amazed.

......

at the same time!

Somewhere in the ancient world.

A graceful and extraordinary figure is walking between heaven and earth.

She looked thoughtful, sometimes frowning, sometimes muttering to herself.

"Damn it, my fellow Daoist Drunken Swordsman gave me a magic weapon."

"It's a pity that although I have some vague understanding in my heart, I still can't get the point."

"Could it be that as long as my Wu clan does not have a primordial spirit, we are doomed to never attain enlightenment?"

Not bad!

This figure was none other than Hou Tu, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

In the past, Gu Changqing once gave her the Book of Life and Death.

Hou Tu also firmly believed that this treasure must contain a great truth that was extremely important to her.

However, Hou Tu had been trying to understand for thousands of years but still could not attain enlightenment.

This made her extremely uncomfortable.

After all, now is the time of the Lich Calamity.

Once Hou Tu attains enlightenment, perhaps it will be the way for the entire Wu clan to break through the calamity, and she will be able to suppress the power of the demon clan in one fell swoop, making the Wu clan the only overlord between heaven and earth.

This even made her feel guilty towards Gu Changqing.

After pondering for a long time, Hou Tu turned and looked towards the direction outside the East China Sea.

"Perhaps, I should go to Jiejiao and meet fellow Daoist Drunken Swordsman."

In the end, Hou Tu made this decision.

This trip to Jinao Island is to seek the truth!

If other powerful people knew about this idea, they would be shocked and unbelievable.

After all, for Gu Changqing, Hou Tu is undoubtedly a senior-level existence.

A senior is seeking advice from a junior?

This is simply the opposite of Tiangang.

However, in fact, as long as you know Gu Changqing well, you will not treat him as a simple junior.

It is no exaggeration to say that Hou Tu had a faint admiration for Gu Changqing in her heart.

When she thought of this, Hou Tu did not hesitate and immediately took a thousand-mile step towards the direction of Jinao Island.

......

the other side!

Let’s talk about Gu Changqing.

After what happened earlier, he did not continue to drink and get drunk.

Return to your own cave.

Gu Changqing's drunkenness seemed to have subsided a little.

He looked at the long river of destiny before him with shining eyes.

He murmured to himself:

"If this can be brewed into fine wine, it may have an unexpected effect on us Jiejiao people."

"After all, isn't the teaching of Jiejiao about snatching a glimmer of hope from the uncertain fate?"

This statement is truly shocking.

Even Tongtian would be shocked and stunned if he heard it.