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

"Speaking of which...how did I return to Jiejiao?"

This sentence made Tongtian even more speechless.

So this kid was completely drunk before this?

His memory is still stuck in the time when he was a human?

Moreover, even with his sharp eyes and keen consciousness.

From beginning to end, no one noticed that Gu Changqing had the slightest strange expression.

Could it be that... this was just Gu Changqing's drunken dream? Was he overthinking it?

After pondering for a moment, Tongtian still asked with some hope:

"Disciple Changqing, you... really don't have any memories?"

In response, Gu Changqing shook his head drunkenly.

"Yes, I don't understand what Master is saying at all."

At this point, Tongtian stopped asking any more questions.

On second thought, Gu Changqing's response was more reasonable.

After all, Daozu Hongjun will appear to stop the war, which is a destiny that even saints cannot predict.

No matter how monstrous Gu Changqing is, can he surpass a saint?

Unconsciously, Tongtian also believed that everything that had happened before was just a coincidence.

Tongtian stopped dwelling on this matter and changed the subject.

"Haha, kid, you are now famous among the human race."

"Disciples often come to report that among the human race, many have erected your statues, and all the people of the human race worship you day and night."

"Make good use of the power of faith of the human race. It will be of great benefit to your practice."

Speaking of this, Tongtian's face was full of satisfaction and appreciation.

There are so many human beings, there are billions of them.

And now, the human race regards Gu Changqing as a god and worships him day and night.

The vast power of human faith continuously flowed into Jin'ao Island and blessed Gu Changqing.

This can help Gu Changqing strengthen his foundation, cleanse his essence and marrow, enhance his talents, and even speed up his practice.

Among the younger generation of disciples, Gu Changqing can be regarded as the first one in history to achieve such an achievement.

However, after hearing Tongtian's words, Gu Changqing seemed a little nonchalant.

He fumbled for the wine gourd and took out a few gulps of wine. Then he said with a dull look:

"Tsk, what power of faith?"

"That human race is too stingy. It would be better if they sent me ten thousand jars of fine wine. That would be more substantial."

Gu Changqing remains the same as always.

Things like faith, luck, merit and virtue are far less real than fine wine.

Hearing this, Tongtian shook his head helplessly and laughed.

"You kid, you really don't know what's good for you..."

Tongtian laughed and scolded, but didn't say anything else.

He knew that his disciple Gu Changqing, though unruly on the outside, was actually a man of insight and wisdom.

For some things, just enough is enough.

After this round of inquiries, Tongtian gained nothing and could only leave full of doubts and return to the Biyou Palace.

But Tongtian didn’t see it.

Behind him, Gu Changqing gradually looked thoughtful.

In just a moment, it disappeared.

"Hehe, wine...is really a good thing."

The reason why he knew that Hongjun would show up and calm the war between the wizards and the liches was certainly not based on so-called deduction.

Instead, he relied on the memories of two lives to understand all the situations and trends in the ancient times.

This is his biggest secret, and naturally he cannot tell it to outsiders.

But if it weren't for the cover of the wine, Gu Changqing would have found it difficult to explain to Tongtian.

No longer pay attention to the outside world.

Gu Changqing continued to lie comfortably in his cave, enjoying himself with the company of fine wine.

"Sword Ninety-six Thousand Miles..."

"Hehe... uh... a mere six thousand miles, how can it be called a supreme magical power?"

"I will perfect the order of the great laws of the wild world and evolve the great magical power of the sword to nine hundred million miles."

While drinking, Gu Changqing muttered to himself.

The sword travels ninety-six thousand miles!

This was a unique sword skill that Gu Changqing had already known in his previous life.

But in the ancient times, a mere 6,000 miles of territory was obviously not worth mentioning.

Therefore, he wanted to make a pioneering move and create his own Nine Sword Magical Powers.

If one thing happens, all the vast mountains and rivers covering billions of miles will be overturned.

Such courage is truly amazing.

As he drank more wine, Gu Changqing's eyes became more and more vague.

To outsiders, they might think that he had drunk himself silly and was daydreaming.

But in fact, his mind was far away and he was lost in thought.

"Sword One, a sword clears the dust, dragons, snakes, wind and clouds move..."

Deep in the sea of ​​consciousness, such an inexplicable voice sounded.

In an instant, Gu Changqing's figure also moved violently.

He made mysterious hand seals, emitting a sharp sword intent that stirred the void.

All the laws and orders flow with it.

The sky is full of murderous intent, dragons and snakes rise from the ground!

It was an extremely horrific sight.

Although Gu Changqing was not holding a sword, his whole body was filled with sword intent.

It was visible to the naked eye that the void before their eyes was torn apart by rays of divine light and sank in an instant.

Not only that, Gu Changqing's mind was moved, and he integrated the laws and orders into it.

The already terrifying sword force continued to grow in power.

It is precisely by using the laws and order of the ancient times to perfect this kind of sword art and elevate it to become a truly supreme magical power.

Within a radius of a thousand miles, all the disciples of Jiejiao felt something in their hearts, and they all looked sideways with expressions of fear and shock.

"Hiss... What a terrifying sword intent!"

"It is emanating from Senior Brother Changqing's cave again. It seems that Senior Brother Changqing has researched some new sword art."

"Hmm... We were both outer disciples in the past, but the gap between me and Senior Brother Changqing is getting bigger and bigger."

"Senior Brother Changqing's cultivation is really becoming more and more terrifying."

"This sword intention actually gave me a terrifying feeling of death approaching."

In the ancient world, strength is respected, and it is fully displayed at this moment.

However, everyone also knows.

Even if Gu Changqing was extremely drunk, he never did anything that would damage the orthodoxy of Jiejiao.

Therefore, although everyone was frightened, they would not stay away from this place.

And in the cave.

Gu Changqing's movements became more and more graceful and free, like flowing clouds and running water.

After Sword One, comes the Sword Two magic.

"Sword Two, the two yin and yang are intertwined, and life will never end!"

He murmured something.

In an instant, the sword energy in the sky suddenly changed.

If we say that before he dominated the world, was murderous and unpredictable.

But now, it has become as vast as smoke and waves, endless.

In each sword intent, the yin and yang energies were subtly given birth to, forming the two yin and yang.

This caused Gu Changqing's sword power to surge again.

Gu Changqing is worthy of being a twelfth-grade Daluo Jinxian, and his attainments in swordsmanship are profound.

With every move, the sword intent flows, as if he were using one's arm to control one's fingers, and he has achieved perfection.

It only took a moment for him to master the second move of the Nine Swords Divine Art.

At a certain moment, he finally began to study the third form.

"The third move... the sword's energy is as heavy as a mountain!"