Junior sister slandered me, the Drunken Swordsman, I cut through the gate of heaven with one sword

Ye Qian'an raised his head and looked at the shop that the middle-aged man ran into. That was the tavern that he opened when he left. He didn't expect that after so many years, the tavern was still open.

"It looks like it's Xiao Jiangchen's house that's open."

Ye Qian'an walked into the tavern and sat down at a random place like a guest. His eyes then fell on the decoration in the room, which was exactly the same as when he left that year.

Even the things on the shelves were left behind by me.

"Young man, you must be from a neighboring country, right?" The middle-aged man walked over with a glass of wine in his hand and handed it to Ye Qian'an with a smile, "This is peach blossom wine brewed by my family. It has a history of a hundred years. You can have a taste."

Ye Qian'an looked at the clear peach blossom wine in the bowl, took a sip, then smiled bitterly and said, "Sure enough, it still tastes the same."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "It seems that you are drinking the wine from my family. This is passed down from my great grandfather's generation. It tastes very good. If you like it, buy some more and take it back."

Ye Qian'an raised his head and asked softly, "Have you been running this tavern all this time?"

"Yes."

The middle-aged man smiled and replied, "Our Jiang family has been open for many years. You should have heard of it, young man. This is a century-old brand. Even His Majesty in the palace buys wine from us."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man said with some pride.

Ye Qian'an nodded and smiled, as if he saw the scene when Jiang Chen boasted in his shop about how attractive Peach Blossom Wine was.

"I wonder if your grandparents are still alive?"

"My grandfather is in poor health and is currently recuperating at home in the countryside. As for my grandmother, she left this world three years ago."

The middle-aged man personally poured a glass of wine for Ye Qian'an and sighed.

Hearing this, Ye Qian'an fell silent. He didn't expect that Xiuxiu had actually left this world.

The life span of mortals is no more than a hundred years. Even if I left them elixirs and magical wines, there is no way to change the cycle of birth, aging, sickness and death.

Maybe this is the way of heaven.

Ye Qian'an stood up slowly, took out some gold from his storage ring and placed it on the table, saying: "This tavern has your Jiang family guarding it, and it is worth the craftsmanship left behind a hundred years ago."

"Brother, it doesn't take that much money."

When the middle-aged man saw the gold left by Ye Qian'an, he raised his head to give him the silver, but found that Ye Qian'an had already left, as if he had never appeared here.

"Where is the person?" The middle-aged man scratched his head, cleared the wine glasses on the table in confusion, and then tried hard to recall where he seemed to have seen this young man before, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen him.

...............

In a small village outside the city of Huawuguo Kingdom, an old man with gray hair and a pale face walked out of a dilapidated room with a cane.

The old man looked very haggard and had lost the energy he had in the past. He looked like he was about to leave this world. He stood there quietly, unable to come to his senses for a long time.

"Old Jiang, today is your birthday. Your family should all be back, right?"

Jiang Chen stroked his pale beard, turned around, looked at the old man next door and said, "Yeah, another year has passed in a flash, and I don't know how the children are doing." "But fortunately, my son Xiuxian has also returned. After so many years, I don't know how he is now."

Jiang Chen nodded and replied with a smile.

At this moment, a sword beam came rushing from afar, and on the fairy sword stood a young man in gorgeous robes.

When the young man saw Jiang Chen, he immediately flew over and called him affectionately, "Dad."

Jiang Chen said with a smile: "Shun'er, you are finally back."

That’s right, the young man in front of him was Jiang Shun, Jiang Chen’s eldest son, who had just returned from studying. It was only with the help of Ye Qian’an that he was able to open his spiritual roots and become an immortal. Now, many years have passed in a flash, and he has already broken through the Jindan realm and become an elder.

"It's been many years since we last met, brother, are you okay?"

As a light voice sounded quietly, a young and beautiful woman suddenly appeared in the sky.

The woman looked like a fairy from heaven who had fallen into the mortal world. Her face was like a carefully carved jade disk, with soft and smooth lines.

Her skin was as smooth as cream, with a holy sheen, as if the moonlight was gently brushing against it. Her eyebrows were crescent-shaped, with a light black color, which made her eyes look even deeper and more profound.

Those eyes are like the bright stars in the vast Milky Way, pure and bright, and as the eyes are flowing, it seems that stardust is scattered, like a dream. The nose is straight and beautiful, like a jade peak standing in the center of a warm jade plate.

Her lips are like cherries, red without any makeup, and when they are slightly opened, they are like blooming petals, and her breath is as fragrant as orchid.

Her long, jet-black hair swirled around like auspicious clouds, soft and shiny. Occasionally a few strands were lifted by the breeze, dancing lightly beside her cheeks, as if the hair was attached to her peerless beauty.

She was wearing a plain white fairy dress, the sleeves of which fluttered like clouds and mist, with silver stars faintly twinkling on it, just like the stars in the night sky inlaid on it.

The whole person standing there exuded an otherworldly aura, and the air around her seemed to become fresh and ethereal because of her, making people dare not have the slightest blasphemous intention, and they only felt that this woman should only exist in heaven and it would be rare to see her in the world.

When Jiang Chen saw the woman appear, a warmer smile appeared on his face again. He then took a few shaky steps forward and bowed to the woman: "Chen'er greets sister."

That’s right, the woman in front of him was Jiang Chen’s biological sister, Jiang Xichen.

Jiang Xichen looked at his brother and said helplessly, "It's only been ten years since we last met, and you look so old."

"Hehe." Jiang Chen stroked his beard and said with a smile: "We are mortals, so we can't compare with you immortals. But my Jiang family is worthy of our father for having you immortals."

Jiang Shun also bowed obediently and said, "Shun'er greets aunt."

Jiang Xichen nodded, then landed steadily on the ground, patted Jiang Shun on the shoulder, and said with satisfaction: "Not bad, it has only been a few years, and your cultivation has reached the Jindan realm. It seems that it won't be long before you can break through the Yuanying realm."

Jiang Shun scratched his head and said with a chuckle: "Aunt, you are joking. In front of you, Shun'er is always a junior."

Jiang Xichen looked around and saw no one else. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why haven't your other children and grandchildren come yet? Don't you know that today is your birthday?"

"It should be soon. Let's go inside and get ready."

(End of this chapter)