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

Tongtian's face was full of helplessness.

Facing his saintly master, only Gu Changqing dared to "talk nonsense" like this.

But after thinking about it, Tongtian felt relieved.

After all, when the saint was preaching, this kid dared to drink as if no one was around.

For the sake of wine, he would do anything.

Moreover, if what Gu Changqing said is true.

He only rescued Hongyun in order to repay the friendship of Zhen Yuanzi in the past.

Such an act of loyalty and righteousness made Tongtian even more pleased and appreciative.

He simply stopped dwelling on this matter.

Tongtian's mind turned, and he suddenly thought of something.

"Haha, whatever!"

"I will not ask you why you took action."

"But...your previous sword move was truly shocking."

"You are only a Daluo Jinxian, how could you cultivate such a terrifying sword ability?"

Unconsciously, Tongtian had already regarded Gu Changsheng as a cultivator of the same generation.

The move of "Four Floating Clouds to Help the Poor" that was used to behead Emperor Jun was unheard of even in the world.

Naturally, Tongtian was also extremely certain that it was definitely not something he passed down.

But this made Tongtian even more confused.

After all, in this world, the Jiejiao sect is the best at swordsmanship, and no one can match it.

How did Gu Changqing acquire the sword-wielding abilities that even Tian Tian didn't have?

Hearing this, Gu Changqing did not even raise his head, and responded in a drunken state:

"Well...I drank it, of course."

As he spoke, he proudly shook the wine gourd in his hand.

Upon hearing this, Tongtian’s expression froze.

Bullshit!

I am sharing my heart with you, but you are playing tricks on me?!

Can drinking alcohol enable you to develop the ultimate magical power to slay the Demon Emperor with a sword?

Anyone who hears this will think it is just a fantasy.

"Changqing disciple, don't talk nonsense!"

"Your sword skills are so powerful that I would like to pass them on to other disciples."

"That would be a huge improvement for my entire Jiejiao."

Tongtian said righteously.

But after hearing this, Gu Changqing looked innocent.

He spread his hands helplessly and responded:

"Master, I really drank it."

"Well... As the saying goes, the world is big in wine, and the sun and moon are long in the cup."

"Haha, if you want other brothers to display such sword skills, they must at least be able to drink as much as I do."

"After all, every sword skill is a double-edged sword. If you are not strong enough, it will hurt yourself."

The last sentence of Gu Changqing sounded more like a mutter to himself, almost inaudible.

But when Tongtian heard it, it made him think a lot.

He vaguely heard the hidden meaning in Gu Changqing's words.

That is, the magical skill of "Four Floating Clouds for Poverty Alleviation" is too powerful.

Ordinary disciples of Jiejiao, even if they know the mystery, are unable to use it.

However, if it is forcibly used, not only will it have no effect, but the sword energy may backfire on itself.

After all, Gu Changqing was "playing dumb" at this time because he was considering the safety of the people in Jiejiao.

Thinking of this, Tongtian sighed inwardly.

This Changqing disciple was becoming increasingly difficult for him to understand.

By drinking some wine, you can comprehend the top-level sword skills.

In fact, his attainments in swordsmanship are no longer comparable to those of other Jiejiao disciples.

Seeing that he could not get any more information out of Gu Changqing, Tongtian had to give up.

"Forget it, you should know your limits when you act."

"I will not say any more."

"Just accept this Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

Having said that, Tongtian waved his hand without hesitation and sent the primordial purple energy directly into Gu Changqing's sea of ​​consciousness.

Standing aside, watching this scene, Ji Ren was completely stunned.

"Master Changqing, you are truly highly regarded by Master Tongtian!"

He sighed in his heart.

You must know that now Gu Changqing has only reached the level of Daluo Jinxian, and is still in the early stage of Daluo Jinxian.

He had attained the twelfth level of the highest Daluo, which made the advancement of each small realm extremely difficult.

There is still a long way to go before one can truly attain enlightenment and become a saint.

Therefore, in Ji Ren's opinion, Tongtian could temporarily keep the Hongmeng purple energy in the hands of the saint himself.

In the future, we will decide who to give it to based on the performance of the disciples of Jiejiao.

But at the moment, Tongtian didn't seem to think about that at all.

Countless years in advance, the Hongmeng Purple Qi was directly bestowed upon Gu Changqing.

This shows that in Tongtian's heart, he believes that Gu Changqing is the greatest hope of Jiejiao.

Even in the future, no one will surpass it.

He is clearly the fifth disciple, but the treatment he receives is even more incredible than that given to the first disciple.

I chose to become Gu Changqing's disciple at all costs. It was really a great luck and fortune.

For a moment, Ji Ren was filled with relief.

On the other side, Tongtian finished all this and turned around to leave.

But right now.

Gu Changqing's expression changed and he suddenly thought of something.

"Haha, disciple thanks Master."

"I have made some small gains in the Wu Clan before."

“Perhaps, it can be of some use to Master.”

The reason why Gu Changqing expressed his gratitude was naturally because of the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

He knew that if it were not for himself, Tongtian would never let Hongyun become the deputy leader of Jiejiao.

There is no need to say more about the friendship here.

Hearing this, Tongtian, who was facing away from Gu Changqing, couldn't help but look moved, his eyes gentle and full of relief.

All the respect and awe from other disciples on a daily basis could not compare to Gu Changqing's seemingly casual words of gratitude.

But then, Tongtian laughed and said:

"Haha, kid, do you still want to repay your master?"

"What you have gained is dispensable to me as your teacher. Just keep it to improve yourself."

Tongtian waved his hand.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Gu Changqing waved his hand.

In an instant, a blood-red divine light appeared and hung in front of Tongtian.

Rumble!

In an instant, the void of the entire cave seemed to explode, and the heavenly sound exploded, deafening.

Tongtian was shocked.

But before he could say anything.

The next moment, Tongtian was shocked to feel that the blood in his body was surging uncontrollably, mighty and surging endlessly.

In the blink of an eye, Tongtian's look of surprise turned into emotion.

"This...is this Pangu's blood?!"

Tongtian is worthy of being a saint, with sharp spiritual awareness.

In an instant, he realized what the bloody light in front of him was.

Only the real blood and sweat of Pangu could cause his saintly blood and energy to stir.

At this moment, Tongtian's tone couldn't help but tremble.

His pupils suddenly shrank as he looked at Gu Changqing.

But the latter remains calm and composed.

"Hehe...disciple said, it's just a small gain."

Hearing this, Tongtian was stunned.

This is what you call a small harvest?

This is so infuriating!