Gu Changqing traveled through time and became a disciple of the Sage Tongtian. He was born with a sword heart and also integrated the great way of wine.

Just by drinking, one can improve his cultivation, comprehend various magical skills, the charm of the Tao, and even reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship!

As a result, Jiejiao had a Drunken Sword Immortal who enjoyed drinking all day long.

I have been drunk for thousands of years, what year is it tonight?

When the catastrophe of the Conferred Gods came, Jiejiao encountered a crisis.

Gu Changqing walked out drunkenly with a sword in hand.

"I have a sword that can split the sky apart. Who among the immortals can stop me?"

"If Heaven had not given me Gu Changqing, the path of swordsmanship would have been like a long night forever!"

Gu Changqing, with his sword, killed millions of immortals and almost destroyed the three religions!

Hongjun: "Sword slaying millions of immortals, you call that a drunkard?"

Yuanshi: "It's bad, coming towards me?"

Tongtian: “…”

Lin Fan transmigrated to the primordial world, becoming the first white cloud of the innate realm, and joined the Yunxiao Sect of the Jie Sect. After a thousand years of arduous cultivation, he finally attained the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit! Just as the Investiture of the Gods calamity was approaching, he pondered deeply how to find a glimmer of hope for the Jie Sect and reverse its destined tragic fate. Just then—Ding! [Chat group system connected.] [Ding, Han Li has joined the chat group.] [Ding, Ye Fan has joined the chat group.] [Ding, Xiao Yan has joined the chat group.] [Ding, Xu Qi'an has joined the chat group.] Lin Fan stared blankly at the interface that suddenly appeared in his mind, and at the group of newly formed "newbies." "Wait... System, are you lost? I've already..."

Lin Xuan traveled to the ancient world, activated the invincible heavenly system, and reached the invincible realm of the Great Dao, but he didn't know it.

The dog he raised looked like a country dog ​​because it ate the food he cooked every day, but it was actually at the saint level.

The fruits and tea trees he planted were influenced by him every day and were more terrifying than the ten innate spiritual roots.

One day, the system left, and Lin Xuan wailed, feeling that as a mortal, there was no way he could survive the impending Conferred God Tribulation. The mortal and the local dog depended on each other for survival, and they hunted for a living.

But he never expected that the slingshot would shoot down a big bird - it was Kunpeng, the master of all monsters.

The three realms were shaken, and powerful people came to pay homage to this seemingly ordinary courtyard, thinking that Lin Xuan was an extremely powerful person.

This is such a joke! Lin Xuan feels like a mortal who just wants to survive...