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

Chapter 953 Returning to Golden Turtle Island, the Golden Wheel of Merit Manifests!



Chapter 953 Returning to Golden Turtle Island, the Golden Wheel of Merit Manifests!

Not interested in discussing philosophy?

How about we have a drink?

This answer was actually within everyone's expectations, and it was also in line with Gu Changqing's personality.

However, looking at his listless and indifferent expression, it was quite a contrast.

The crowd was stunned, speechless.

Nuwa's expression, which held a hint of a complex smile, froze on her face.

The fervor and anticipation that had just reached its peak among the disciples of the Jie Sect—including Tongtian Jiaozhu, Duobao Daoren, and Zhao Gongming—was suddenly drenched in a bucket of icy water poured down from the depths of hell.

So cool!

I was completely stunned.

This guy...

Speechless!

This left everyone utterly speechless.

That was a discussion of the Dao by sages!

These are two of the most outstanding sages of our time, who have humbled themselves and taken the initiative to seek your guidance!

What an opportunity that is so rare to come!

You...you just...refused?

For...drinking?!

In an instant, the Dao hearts of countless disciples of the Jie Sect almost shattered on the spot.

They opened their mouths, wanting to say something, but found their throats were so dry that they couldn't utter a single word.

And all the primordial spirits were collectively petrified, their minds completely shut down.

They were beyond words to describe their feelings at that moment.

Shocking?

consternation?

absurd?

It seems... both exist.

But more than anything, it was a feeling of helplessness that left me both laughing and crying.

This swordsman who drinks wine... truly does things in ways that are completely unpredictable!

However, as the center of all this, Gu Changqing seemed completely unaware of the enormous impact his casual remark had on the entire prehistoric world.

He didn't even glance at anyone else.

In the dead silence, he turned around on his own, picked up his wine gourd, and started walking.

He was still dressed in the same blue robe, but his figure swayed slightly, as if drunk. He leisurely walked step by step back towards Jin'ao Island.

Do not take away a cloud.

Only the myriad spirits of the primordial world remained, scattered and bewildered in the wind.

All living beings stared blankly as the figure in the green robe walked further and further away, eventually disappearing into the horizon of the sea of ​​clouds.

a long time.

a long time.

"puff……"

Someone couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle.

That laugh was like a switch, instantly shattering the eerie silence.

"Heh...hehe..."

"Hahaha……"

Immediately afterwards, countless living beings shook their heads and laughed, their extreme disappointment turning into a helpless sigh.

"The Drunken Sword Immortal... he really is still the same Drunken Sword Immortal!"

A powerful being stroked his long beard, his face filled with a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

"To be free from all worries and desires—such a state of mind is something we... can hardly match, can hardly match at all!"

"Yes, it seems we will never have the chance to hear this unprecedented sage expound the Dao. What a pity, what a lament!"

People were discussing it, and although their words contained endless regret, there was no trace of resentment.

Instead, I felt a deeper sense of respect.

To regard an invitation to a sage's discourse as less valuable than a cup of wine—there is probably no one else in the world who could do this.

Immediately afterwards, countless other powerful beings reacted.

"Gentlemen, let's set aside our feelings and deal with the immediate matters first!"

Upon hearing this, everyone snapped out of their daze and looked around.

The entire coastline of the East China Sea was already a scene of devastation after the cataclysmic storm.

Countless sacred mountains collapsed, and their spiritual veins were severed.

Countless powerful monasteries were razed to the ground, disintegrated, and ceased to exist in that storm.

"Indeed! The Daoist temple has been destroyed. We must find a new blessed land as soon as possible to restore the lineage!"

"Alas, all my accumulated spiritual roots and precious medicines... are gone!"

"Alas, sighing is useless. We are already incredibly lucky to have survived!"

When people recalled the cataclysmic disaster that had destroyed the world, they were all filled with lingering fear.

Some powerful figures looked regretful, after all, their accumulated wealth over countless years had been completely destroyed by the chaotic storm, what a huge loss that was.

However, some powerful beings spoke up to comfort all living beings.

As he said, the methods used by the Xuanmen sect in the past were too violent.

Under such a catastrophe, being able to survive was already an immense blessing; how could we dare to ask for more?

For a moment, people no longer cared about regretting the sages' discourse.

They still have a lot of pressing matters to attend to.

Instantly, streaks of divine light shot into the sky, piercing the heavens and rapidly dispersing in all directions of the primordial world.

The once bustling and noisy edge of the world suddenly became deserted.

Nuwa and Houtu exchanged a glance, both seeing a deep sense of helplessness and a bitter smile in each other's eyes.

Okay.

This guy still hasn't had his fill of drinking.

It seems that any discussion of the Dao is absolutely impossible today.

"Alright, let's go."

Nuwa sighed softly, her figure transforming into a stream of light, returning to the Nuwa Palace beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens.

Houtu nodded slightly, took a step, and her figure merged into the void and disappeared.

……

the other side.

Jin'ao Island, deep within the Biyou Palace.

Inside Gu Changqing's private cave dwelling.

He lay lazily on a smooth bluestone, raised his wine gourd again, and gulped down several more mouthfuls of fine wine.

The spicy liquor slid down his throat and into his stomach, turning into a warm current that made him squint his eyes comfortably.

"happy……"

"That was so satisfying..."

A satisfied sigh, tinged with a hint of intoxication, echoed softly in the silent cave.

It's unclear whether he was referring to the fine wine in the pot.

It was the same earth-shattering battle as before.

however.

The voice just fell.

A sudden change has occurred!

boom......

Without warning, the entire cave was completely engulfed by an extremely dazzling golden light!

Endless golden light burst forth from Gu Changqing's body, sacred, vast, and solemn!

Rumble!

Rumble!

A profound and mysterious celestial sound resounded out of nowhere, as if the Great Dao itself was playing a hymn of praise for it!

Followed by.

Under Gu Changqing's gaze, which was still somewhat intoxicated.

Suddenly, a golden wheel of merit, solid as a physical object and forged entirely from supreme dark gold light, burst forth from his sea of ​​consciousness!

The golden wheel of merit floated before him, inscribed with endless Dao runes, each rune seemingly expounding the ultimate principles of heaven and earth.

It floated there quietly, constantly moving along a mysterious trajectory.

Looking at the golden wheel of merit that appeared on its own, Gu Changqing was not surprised at all and a knowing smile appeared on his face.

"Hehe...uh..."

"This time, you've undergone a tremendous transformation as well."

That's right!

This wave of gains not only resulted in Gu Changqing's powerful breakthrough and attainment of the Primordial Chaos Limitless Realm.

The changes in the Golden Wheel of Merit are also extremely astonishing!


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