Gu Qingfeng had seen many people in his life, especially immortals. However, he had never seen an immortal who could truly be described as having the demeanor of an immortal. At least, he felt that some of the so-called famous immortals were far from being able to be described as having the demeanor of an immortal.
But this time.
In the illusory spiritual space of the Desolate Ancient Ruins, the first impression that the mysterious old man gave him was that he had the demeanor of an immortal, even though he knew that the old man was just a remnant of his consciousness and a spiritual incarnation.
Thinking of what the mysterious old man said, Gu Qingfeng asked, "How did you know I would come?"
"When you came in from the outside, I knew you would come here."
"Where do you mean by 'outside'?"
"Of course it's the Desolate Ancient Black Hole."
"Then where is the 'here' you mentioned?"
"Well, this is a spiritual illusion of the Desolate Ancient Ruins."
"Then what are the Desolate Ancient Ruins?"
The white-haired old man smiled and replied casually, "The Desolate Ancient Ruins are, of course, the Desolate Ancient Ruins."
"You knew when I came in from the Desolate Ancient Black Hole?"
"Yes."
"In other words, you know everything about me being trapped in the Desolate Ancient Ruins?"
"That's right."
Gu Qingfeng fell into deep thought. He did not know who this mysterious old man was or what he was thinking. After a while, he asked again, "Who are you?"
"I's Daoist name is Feng Zhu." After the mysterious old man introduced himself, he asked again, "How should I address you, little friend?"
Gu Qingfeng was unfamiliar with the Daoist name Feng Zhu and had no impression of it. He replied, "My surname is Gu and my name is Qing Feng."
"So it's little friend Qing Feng. Nice to meet you."
"May I know why Senior Feng Zhu is here? Could it be that you are also trapped here? "
"Haha, trapped here?" The mysterious old man who called himself Feng Zhu shook his head slightly and said, "No! I am not. "
"Then you are …"
"This old man has been here for a long, long time …"
Hearing this, Gu Qingfeng's heart skipped a beat. He asked tentatively, "You are a senior from the Desolate Ancient Era?"
Feng Zhu had one hand behind his back and the other hand stroking his white beard. He looked at Gu Qingfeng with a faint smile. Although he did not answer, in a sense, his silence was a confirmation.
What a guy!
Gu Qingfeng really did not expect to meet a senior from the Desolate Ancient Era in the Desolate Ancient Era in the Ruins... Although this senior was only a spiritual incarnation, it was enough to make him feel deeply shocked.
Spiritual incarnation was also a kind of remnant consciousness.
Remnant was was a spiritual consciousness that had lost its soul.
Once the Divine Consciousness lost its soul, it was equivalent to losing its main body of life. Even if it had self-awareness, it would be very fragile. Not to mention being discovered and refined by cultivators, it would be difficult for it to survive in nature. It was only a matter of time before it turned into ashes.
However, this Senior Feng Zhu had managed to persist from the beginning of the Primordial Era to the present for ten thousand years with just a wisp of his remnant consciousness! That was a very long time, and it was in the Desolate Ancient Era in the middle of nowhere.
Just like Great Ancestor Lin Chi of Danding Valley, he was all alone. He had snatched so many resources to barely survive from the Desolate Ancient Era.
But this senior Feng Zhu had survived from the Desolate Ancient Era to the present with only a remnant consciousness. It was hard to imagine how high his cultivation was when he was alive. Even if he was not a fallen ancestor of the Great Path, he was not far from it.
"I think you must have a lot of questions in your heart. Why don't the two of us drink and chat?"
Said Feng Zhu.
Senior Feng Zhu waved his hand slightly, and a circular stone table and two stone stools immediately appeared in front of him. There was also a white jade bottle and two white jade wine cups on the stone table. He said, "This old man has noticed that you haven't stopped drinking ever since you came in. I think you must be a wine lover. Coincidentally, this old man has a collection of fine wine. Would you be interested in having a taste?"
If it were any other time, Gu Qingfeng would have sat down without hesitation when he heard that there was fine wine.
But that was only during normal times.
After all, he was now trapped in this mysterious and strange Desolate Ancient Ruins. Moreover, he didn't know what Senior Feng Zhu was up to. Similarly, he didn't know if everything he experienced in the Desolate Ancient Ruins had anything to do with this old man.
No matter how bold Gu Qingfeng was, he had to be careful when facing a remnant consciousness that had survived from the Desolate Ancient Era.
But … looking at the exquisite wine bottle on the stone table, Gu Qingfeng really had the urge to sit down.
It was not because he was greedy, but because he had drunk fine wine for so many years. He had tasted almost all the fine wines in the Heavens and Earth since ancient times. There was only one kind of wine that he had heard of but never had the chance to taste.
That was the wine of knowledge.
The so-called wine of knowledge was the wine for the consciousness to drink. It was a kind of spiritual wine, also known as the wine of dreams.
Now, the Desolate Ancient Ruins was a kind of spiritual world. Senior Feng Zhu was also a wisp of remnant consciousness. Gu Qingfeng's physical body was meditating in the Desolate Ancient Ruins. At this moment, he was a wisp of spiritual consciousness. It was like he was in a dream.
Then, without a doubt, the white jade bottle on the stone table definitely contained the wine of knowledge.
"Haha, little friend Qingfeng, are you afraid that a dead old man like I, who only has a remnant consciousness left, will harm you?"
"It's not to the extent that I'm afraid. It's just that when facing an unfathomable existence like you, I have to be careful and cautious." Gu Qingfeng was neither modest nor arrogant. He spoke the truth, "After all, as the old saying goes, a starving camel is still bigger than a horse. Let's not talk about whether you are really dead or not. Even if you are dead, with your remnant consciousness that has survived since the Desolate Ancient Era, I can't be careless."
"These words may sound vulgar, but they are not without reason."
"Of course."
Changing the topic, Gu Qingfeng walked over and sat down on the stone bench, "About this wine, I still have to drink it."
"Ha!"
Feng Zhu shook his head and chuckled, "It seems like I guessed correctly. Little friend Qingfeng, you sure are someone who loves wine."
"You can't be happy without wine. Just like you said, wine never leaves my mouth. Rather than calling me someone who loves wine, it's better to call me someone who loves wine as much as his life."
"Haha."
Feng Zhu softly smiled and poured Gu Qingfeng a cup of wine from the exquisite white jade bottle.
"This is the wine of knowledge?"
"With I's remnant consciousness, I can only taste the wine of knowledge."
"I've lived for so long and I've never tasted something like this."
"Oh? Nobody in the Desolate Ancient Era made wine of knowledge? "
"Based on what I know, no. I heard that this thing has been lost for a long time."
"If that's the case, then today, little friend Qingfeng, you can drink to your heart's content."
Gu Qingfeng did not hold back. He picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp.
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