Every time he thought of this matter, Old Monster Tang couldn't help but fly into a rage, indignantly saying, "That brat Gu Tianlang had better not have reincarnated, otherwise, this old man will definitely beat him until he's picking his teeth up from the ground!"
"You..." Xuanze sighed helplessly.
Just then, they both noticed someone had entered the Biluo Bamboo Grove, and it seemed they were walking towards them.
"Looking for you?"
Xuanze asked.
Old Monster Tang shook his head, indicating he didn't know these two people, and said, "Probably disciples from some sect, wandering aimlessly around the mausoleum with nothing better to do."
With that, neither of them paid any further attention and continued chatting while playing chess.
Approaching were two men.
One was a short middle-aged man, less than a meter tall, resembling a dwarf. Though this dwarf had a round, stout figure, he wore tight-fitting black robes, and the patch of black mustache above his mouth was particularly eye-catching.
The dwarf man was slightly hunched over, following closely behind. And to his front left was a young man.
The young man wore only a thin white garment, his black long hair casually draped down his back. His somewhat handsome face bore a faint smile, and his deep, dark eyes were calm and gentle. As he walked, he held some spirit fruits in his hands, eating them while also admiring the spiritual mist swirling around the Biluo Bamboo Grove, which resembled a fairyland.
It was none other than Gu Qingfeng and Fei Kui.
To say this mausoleum was truly small—they had gone through quite a bit of trouble to find Old Monster Tang. Fortunately, they had finally spotted Old Monster Tang's figure in this Biluo Bamboo Grove.
When he arrived at this bamboo grove, he recognized at a glance that the old man drinking wine was Old Monster Tang.
This old man really looked exactly the same as he had back in the day, almost no change at all. Even his robes were the same outfit from memory. Looking at Old Monster Tang, then at the elder with an air of immortal grace playing chess with him, Gu Qingfeng found him more and more familiar the longer he looked. Suddenly remembering, he realized this elder should be the reclusive patriarch of the Taiji Sect from back then, Xuanze. He also clearly remembered that Xuanze had once taught him immortal arts and divine abilities.
He hadn't expected this old senior to be here too, which made Gu Qingfeng quite happy.
He was a rather nostalgic person, so seeing old friends naturally put him in a good mood.
Seeing the two were playing chess, he didn't disturb them. He just walked over, but before he could even sit down, Old Monster Tang's voice came: "Kid, don't you see this old man is playing chess? Go find somewhere cool to hang out."
"What's the matter? Can't I even watch?"
Gu Qingfeng sat down without any courtesy. Beside him, Fei Kui immediately went over to pour wine.
"Watch? Kid, do you even understand what you're watching?"
"What's there not to understand? It's just Black-White Chess."
Gu Qingfeng raised his cup and drank, looking at the game the two were playing. "Besides, there's not much point in you continuing this game. The moment you place a piece, you lose. Why keep playing?"
"Oh ho, kid, didn't see that coming. You know a little about chess."
Old Monster Tang was indeed about to lose this game, and just as Gu Qingfeng said, placing a piece meant defeat.
"What do you mean 'a little'? My chess skills are hailed as peerless throughout the ages, unmatched in the world."
"I say, kid, when this old man says you're fat, you really start panting. Not very old, but your tone is huge. 'Throughout the ages, unmatched in the world'? Aren't you afraid the wind will blow your tongue out of joint, you little brat?"
"Hahahaha!"
Gu Qingfeng laughed heartily.
Across from him.
Both Old Monster Tang and Xuanze seemed to sense that this fellow before them was somewhat extraordinary. At first, neither paid him much mind, simply treating Gu Qingfeng as a disciple from some sect. After all, the temple fair was still over a month away, and many sects were setting up formations in the mausoleum in preparation. It wasn't strange for a few bored disciples to wander here.
But what was strange was that when Gu Qingfeng sat down, Fei Kui respectfully poured wine like a loyal servant.
They could both tell that this dwarf, though unremarkable in appearance, was at the Earth Immortal level. Though his cultivation was a bit watered down, only a pseudo-Earth Immortal, a pseudo-Earth Immortal was still an Earth Immortal. So why was he acting like a servant now?
Could it be this young man was a young master from some great family?
If that were the case, having an Earth Immortal serving him wouldn't be strange!
But which family's young master would have no cultivation at all?
And no destiny either? What made the two even more puzzled was that this young man also seemed extremely weak.
If it were just this, it still wouldn't be enough to pique Old Monster Tang and Xuanze's curiosity.
What truly made them feel strange was that when the two released their divine sense to probe, they were shocked to discover they couldn't detect anything at all.
They truly couldn't detect anything.
The feeling was like closing your eyes and clearly sensing light, but just not knowing where the light was.
How could this be?
Whether it was Old Monster Tang or Xuanze, both were old monsters who had cultivated for who knew how many years. Their eyes were sharp, and even if their divine sense couldn't penetrate everything in the mortal world, it was absolutely close. At the very least, no cultivator's destiny could escape their divine sense detection.
However.
A situation like this where they couldn't detect anything at all was a first for them. The two exchanged a glance, seeing astonishment in each other's eyes. It was then they realized this young man wasn't as simple as he appeared on the surface.
"Kid, you seem quite unusual."
Old Monster Tang looked Gu Qingfeng up and down, his eyes flashing with a sharp light as if trying to see through him. Beside him, Xuanze also slightly furrowed his brows, as if puzzled by something.
"Old Monster Tang, what's the matter? Don't recognize me?"
"Oh?"
This made Old Monster Tang even more astonished, his brows deeply furrowed as he asked, "We know each other?"
"Of course."
"How come this old man has no impression of you at all, kid?"
Old Monster Tang looked more carefully, finding no aura of turbidity on this young man. In other words, he was neither a reincarnation nor a body-snatcher reborn. And Old Monster Tang's memory had always been good; he didn't think he knew this young man. He asked, "When did we meet?"
"When?"
Gu Qingfeng thought for a moment, then replied, "Should be about four hundred years ago, right? Hmm, counting the time, it should have been that long."
Four hundred years?
Old Monster Tang remembered that back then, the Yanluo Kingdom was in crisis, but he didn't recall knowing the person before him. Just as he was pondering, Gu Qingfeng's voice came: "Just now you said that if I were to reincarnate, you'd definitely beat me until I was picking my teeth up from the ground. I haven't reincarnated, but at least I've returned. So? You don't even recognize me now, how are you going to beat me until I'm picking my teeth up from the ground?"
"Nonsense! When did this old man ever say he'd beat you until you were picking your teeth up from the ground..." Old Monster Tang was speaking when he suddenly remembered he had indeed said those words. But those words were about Gu Tianlang. How could this kid...
Could it be...
Thinking of this, Old Monster Tang's heart suddenly jolted. He stared wide-eyed and asked, "Kid, what's your name?"
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