"Is it really that person?" Huang Chang was a little surprised.
The monk frowned. "His aura is like that person's, but his age doesn't seem right."
Wang Chongyang nodded. "He looks a little too young."
By then, the others could see the person's face clearly. They saw an old man in green standing proudly in the field. But it was a little hard to call him an old man, because his skin was far less wrinkled than that of an ordinary old man. He looked like a middle-aged man.
In addition, his appearance was quite strange, so it was hard to tell whether he was a man or a woman.
"You are … Patriarch Sunflower?" Song Qingshu said uncertainly. When he saw him in the Qing Kingdom's Imperial Palace a few years ago, he looked like he was half-buried in a coffin. But now, he looked dozens of years younger. If it weren't for his unique aura, he wouldn't have been able to tell that they were the same person.
"Little Song, how come it's you?" Seeing Song Qingshu, Patriarch Sunflower also opened his eyes wide. Obviously, he didn't expect to see him here.
Seeing that he didn't deny his identity, Huang Chang and the others looked at each other. They all had the same question in their minds. "Is there really a technique to rejuvenate one's youth in this world?"
"Patriarch, do you … know each other?" Jia Shidao, who was standing to the side, had been very proud of himself. Seeing that the two of them were talking, his heart sank. How could he fight?
"I've dealt with the Qing court a few times." Patriarch Sunflower looked at him with a faint smile. "Don't worry. As long as you keep your promise, I won't betray you."
"You're joking, Patriarch." Jia Shidao let out a long sigh of relief. Then he remembered that the two of them had been in the Qing court, so it wasn't surprising that they knew each other. He was so panicked that he forgot about it.
Song Qingshu looked at him from head to toe and said using the Secret Sound Transmission, "Aren't you absorbing the dragon energy at Mount Luding? Don't tell me the several hundred years of dragon veins have been absorbed by you?" One must know that the Manchurian Qing Dynasty originally had two to three hundred years of national fate, how could the dragon veins disappear so quickly?
Patriarch Sunflower glanced at him. The dragon ley line was a secret between the two of them, and he naturally didn't want anyone else to hear about it. So, he replied via Secret Transmission, "I don't know why, but the aura of the dragon ley line was very abundant in the beginning. But in recent years, it's dissipating faster and faster."
Initially, when he found the Full Clear Dragon Vein, he felt that he had a chance of breaking through the void. However, the speed at which the Dragon Vein was dispersing far exceeded his expectations. As a result, he had no choice but to leave seclusion in advance.
Song Qingshu had a strange expression on his face. He wondered if he had replaced Kangxi and indirectly seized part of the Manchurian Qing's fate.
Did Patriarch Sunflower absorb the dragon energy of the Manchurian Qing, which led to the decline of the Manchurian Qing's fate, and I succeeded in usurping the throne? Or did I succeed in usurping the throne and indirectly help Patriarch Sunflower seize the dragon energy of the Manchurian Qing?
Song Qingshu's head was spinning from thinking about it. It was a question of which came first, the chicken or the egg.
Patriarch Sunflower replied. Then, he noticed the group of Great Grandmasters and couldn't help but walk over. He said with a smile, "Tut, tut, tut. What's wrong with you guys? You're always so powerful. Why are you all so half-dead today?"
"Don't gloat. Are you possessed by a monster? Why do you look younger and younger?" Huang Chang snorted. He was the oldest among them, and he was the only one who had met Patriarch Sunflower. The others had only heard about him.
When Huang Chang saw him, half of his body was buried in the soil. After so many years, Huang Chang thought he was most likely dead. He didn't expect to see him in front of him, full of vigor.
Patriarch Sunflower smiled. "You want to trick me into giving you the secret of immortality? Do you think I'll be so easily fooled?"
"Is there really a way to live forever?" The Great Grandmasters' hearts trembled. At their level, they could remain calm even if Mt. Tai collapsed in front of them. But none of them could resist the temptation of immortality. Normally, they would have treated it as nonsense. But now that they had seen it with their own eyes, they couldn't help but be tempted.
"I can't believe that after living for so many years, I still can't see through such things. If I don't show it off, it'll be like walking in the dark." Patriarch Sunflower sounded regretful, but his face was gloating. Clearly, he was feeling very good at the moment.
After showing off his superiority in front of Huang Chang, Patriarch Sunflower walked back. He sized up Song Qingshu and said, "I can't believe you've become a Great Grandmaster in such a short period of time."
Song Qingshu smiled. "Didn't you become a Great Grandmaster as well?"
Patriarch Sunflower said angrily, "Bastard! I was a Great Grandmaster decades ago.
Later, my lifespan came to an end. That's why my level dropped. "
"My apologies, my apologies." Song Qingshu thought that Patriarch Sunflower was probably the oldest Great Grandmaster he knew. God knew how many years he had lived, and his level of cultivation was unfathomable. It would be a bit tricky to deal with him.
Patriarch Sunflower snorted with dissatisfaction. "You don't even know how to flatter me. I was going to show you some mercy later, but it seems there's no need for that now."
Song Qingshu said with a bitter smile, "Patriarch, we're friends after all. Do you really have to fight? Why don't you and I join hands to deal with Jia? "
Patriarch Sunflower said loftily. "How could I possibly renege on a promise I've made to someone? Are you trying to make me lose face? Don't be so glib. Let's talk with real strength. "
Hearing Patriarch Sunflower's words, Jia Shidao finally relaxed. He stared at Song Qingshu viciously. "Now it's two of us against you. You'll definitely die!"
Song Qingshu frowned and said, "Patriarch, are you going to join hands with him?"
Patriarch Sunflower answered, "If it were before, I wouldn't need to. But after seeing how miserable Huang Chang and the others were, I don't want to follow in their footsteps. I'd better be careful."
Song Qingshu thought, "Patriarch, you're getting more and more cowardly. Where's your demeanor? Where's your pride as a Great Grandmaster?"
Jia Shidao interrupted him. "Don't try to use flowery words. The Patriarch's mind isn't something you can shake with just a few words. Weren't you very proud just now? If you have the guts, why don't you do it now?"
Song Qingshu looked at him deeply. "Do you really think you can beat me?"
Jia Shidao imitated what he had just said and replied, "You'll definitely die today!"
"The reason why you're so confident is because you have the advantage in numbers." Song QingShu sighed. "But are you the only one with two Great Grandmasters?"
Jia Shidao didn't understand, but Patriarch Sunflower looked at the forest in the distance thoughtfully.
"Once you enter the Jianghu, time flies. Patriarch, it wasn't easy for you to extend your lifespan. Why do you want to enter the chaotic Jianghu again?" A red shadow slowly flew over from the sky. Compared to the annoying voice of Patriarch Sunflower just now, this voice was much softer and nicer.
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