Zhu Xian: I am the Drunken Swordsman, I have signed in at Qingyun Sect for ten years

Chapter 32: Traveling in the world, meeting thousands of people!

Bai Ye left Qingyun Sect.

The Qingyun Sect remained as peaceful as usual and did not cause any commotion. Only a few people in Dazhu Peak knew that Bai Ye had left.

There was not much emotion, nor did I ask anyone to see me off.

Bai Ye is also used to being alone.

At this moment, Bai Ye is excited.

I have been in Qingyun Sect for ten years and have never been abroad. Now I can finally take a good look at the prosperity of the world.

There is no map. Bai Ye emphasizes doing whatever he wants and going wherever he wants.

Stop and go along the way.

Life is long, and only wine can keep us company.

Along the way, Bai Ye passed through many small towns and villages and witnessed many stories of the underworld.

He saw a lot of blood and gore, a lot of happy families, and met a lot of so-called evil people.

Generally speaking, this place is a thousand miles away from Qingyun Sect and is relatively safe.

The people here live a relatively comfortable life.

However, the farther away from Qingyun Sect one is, the more chaotic the situation becomes, and burning, killing and looting are still very common.

Even though Bai Ye was extremely low-key along the way, he could not avoid being robbed.

Bai Ye naturally did not let these careless guys go. They died without pain and left the world in an instant, which was not bad.

Stop and go along the way.

Because there was only a general direction, Bai Ye was not quite sure where he was. Every time he arrived at a place, he would ask passers-by where he was at the moment.

It has been a week since the last passerby was seen.

All I know is that this place seems to be not far from a place called Kongsang Mountain.

When he heard the name Kongsang Mountain, Bai Ye was slightly stunned, and then he smiled faintly.

He had not expected that after so many twists and turns, he would actually arrive at the area of ​​Kongsang Mountain.

After walking along the mountain path for about an hour, Bai Ye finally set foot on the official road.

The official road was naturally much wider, and more and more people came. After asking about the nearest villages and towns, Bai Ye also knew his approximate location and headed directly north.

That day, the sun was high in the sky and it was extremely hot.

There is a tea stall on the roadside, located under a big tree. There are already five or six people sitting in the stall.

Bai Ye also stopped, sat at a small table, gave him a piece of silver, and asked him to order something to eat.

Although it is called a tea stall, you can actually buy snacks and the like there.

Not to mention, it tastes pretty good.

"Gulu gulu~!"

"When life is good, you should enjoy it to the fullest, don't let the golden cup face the moon empty~!"

Bai Ye was a little drunk, his face flushed with a smile, and then he took a few more sips of wine.

This scene of Bai Ye naturally attracted the attention of many people present. Although Bai Ye was drunk, he was dressed in white clothes as white as snow and had a magic sword hanging from his waist, making him look like a sword immortal. Everyone knew that this drunk young man was not an ordinary person.

"well said!"

"When life is good, you should enjoy it to the fullest, and don't let the golden cup face the moon empty. This poem really describes the life of the ages."

At this moment, a gentle voice came from the table next to Bai Ye.

Bai Ye raised his head slightly and took a look.

This is a middle-aged scholar with thin eyebrows and a square face. There is elegance between his eyebrows, bright eyes and a full forehead. However, in this elegance, there is a sense of majesty without anger.

Obviously, this kind of bearing is not possessed by ordinary people.

"Hey, old man, would you like to have a drink?"

Looking at this middle-aged man, Bai Ye smiled freely and unrestrainedly.

"Thank you for the wine, little brother!"

The middle-aged scholar was also stunned when he heard this, but then he smiled faintly and sat opposite Bai Ye without any stage fright.

Seeing this, Bai Ye smiled and nodded.

"Brother, this is an extraordinary person. It seems that he is not an ordinary person."

As he spoke, Bai Ye filled an empty bowl in front of him with wine.

As the wine came out, a fragrance of green bamboo and flowers emanated.

As the aroma of wine came out, many tea drinkers present swallowed their saliva unconsciously. This aroma of wine was definitely not that of an ordinary fine wine!
"Hahahaha!"

"Have friends come from afar!"

"Today seems to be a good day, everyone come and have a bowl."

As he spoke, Bai Ye waved his hand, and the Bacchus Gourd rose into the air. Five streams of wine flowed out of the gourd and were poured directly and accurately onto the empty bowls of several people in the teahouse.

"Thank you, swordsman brother!"

Seeing this scene, several people in the tea stall showed a trace of gratitude on their faces. Naturally, they knew that this wine was extraordinary, and this person was also extraordinary.

"Little brother, it's really refreshing!"

Seeing Bai Ye's free and easy attitude, the middle-aged scholar was also surprised, and immediately picked up the earthen bowl and took a sip.

"The wine is cool and refreshing, with a hint of bamboo and the scent of flowers. More importantly, this wine seems to be able to enhance the power of the soul and make people feel refreshed."

"This wine is the best wine in the world!"

The middle-aged scholar's face was also shocked, and he immediately praised.

"Brother, you really know what's good. This wine is taken from the hundred-year-old bamboo in Qingyun Sect, combined with hundreds of flowers, and brewed in the cold pond for three years. It can be said to be the best wine in the world."

Bai Ye smiled slightly when he heard this.

"Qingyun Sect?"

"Little brother, you turned out to be a disciple of Qingyun. It is indeed worthy of being a famous sect to produce talents like you."

The Chinese scholar was stunned for a moment, then he spoke slowly.

"Hahahaha~! What a famous sect, they are just people after all!" Bai Ye took a few more sips of wine, then smiled and looked at the middle-aged scholar: "Brother, you are also extraordinary! I guess you are not a simple person, right?"

"My last name is Wan, and the grass grows with the people. If you don't mind, you can call me Brother Wan."

"Ten thousand people are coming! This name is indeed extraordinary."

Bai Ye's eyes instantly gleamed with a gleam of brilliance.

"It's just a worldly name, it's nothing. My little brother is a disciple of Qingyun Sect, and obviously a person with profound Taoism. This is what the world yearns for."

Ten thousand people looked at Bai Ye, and their attention was focused on the demon-suppressing sword on Bai Ye's waist: "Little brother, your magic weapon is really terrifying. It has not even been unsheathed, but its aura and pressure are already emerging."

"If this comes out from a sword, it will probably be the world's most powerful killing weapon."

Buzz buzz~!

As if it had sensed what Wanren Wang said, the Demon-Suppressing Sword emitted a slight humming sound, and a breath of air slowly emanated.

Seeing this scene, Bai Ye smiled indifferently, and stroked his palm through the Demon-Suppressing Sword to calm it down.

"Okay!"

"The only magic weapon in the world that can surpass my demon-suppressing sword is no more than three fingers."

Hearing Bai Ye's boast, Wanren's elegant expression showed a trace of surprise, and then he laughed: "Little brother is really quick to speak, but I believe what you say."

After a pause, everyone stared at Bai Ye:

"Moreover, little brother seems to know a little about my identity?"

(End of this chapter)