Just as the Book God finished speaking, a sudden gust of wind swept through the space, and wisps of wind containing energy gathered together, eventually forming a human figure.
As the gust of wind subsided, the figure was revealed before the God of Books.
He was a young man with snow-white hair, tied high and secured within a golden crown. His face was refined and gentle, giving off a warm and welcoming feeling. He wore a light green robe with bamboo leaf patterns, exuding a fresh and elegant air.
This person was none other than the master of the God of Books—Ancestor Ningyu.
Upon seeing the familiar figure before him, the young scholar couldn't help but purse his lips. He leaped onto the table, sat down, and crossed his legs. "Master, I gave Qiongfang to him as you instructed. Shouldn't you tell me what you were really thinking?"
"Feiyuan, you're still so impulsive and careless about your image!" Ancestor Ningyu's lips twitched as he looked at the Book God Feiyuan's unseemly sitting posture.
"What's it to you?!" After hearing what Ancestor Ningyu said, Book God Feiyuan became even more outrageous. He simply slumped onto the table and turned his face towards Ancestor Ningyu: "You still haven't told me why you want me to give Qiongfang to Shulan?"
Ancestor Ningyu waved his hand and said, "It's best if you know less about this matter. I can only tell you one thing: we are simply returning it to its rightful owner."
"Returned to its rightful owner?!" A huge question mark filled the little head of the Book God Fei Yuan. "Wait a minute! Isn't that the Dao artifact of my grandmaster, your master, Dao Ancestor Han Qing?!" The Book God Fei Yuan felt that his brain was not enough to process it.
"How could it be returned to its rightful owner?!"
Ancestor Ningyu remained calm and composed, not uttering a single word, while the Book God Feiyuan scratched his head and pondered deeply.
"No!" The Book God Fei Yuan suddenly slapped his forehead. "Ah! I remember now! If I'm not mistaken, Shu Lan's Daoist name is Han Qing! Everyone calls him Venerable Han Qing. Dao Ancestor Han Qing, Venerable Han Qing, could it be...?" The Book God Fei Yuan looked at Ancestor Ning Yu with disbelief.
Ancestor Ningyu could tell that the Book God Feiyuan seemed to have figured things out, so he could only nod helplessly.
When he saw Ancestor Ningyu nod, the Book God Feiyuan covered his mouth in surprise.
"No way?! It really is our grandmaster?!" the Book God Fei Yuan exclaimed softly.
Then, the Book God Fei Yuan was filled with doubt again: "However, how did Grandmaster become like this?" Thinking of this, the Book God Fei Yuan looked at Ancestor Ning Yu, who felt a sense of unease.
Sure enough, the next moment, Ancestor Ningyu knew where the trouble lay.
The Book God Fei Yuan jumped off the table, ran to Ancestor Ning Yu, grabbed Ancestor Ning Yu's sleeve, and began to pester him relentlessly, insisting that Ancestor Ning Yu tell him the whole story.
Just as Ancestor Ningyu was about to refuse, he saw the Book God Feiyuan suddenly plop down on the ground, rolling around without any regard for his image, and then begin to wail and scream: "You didn't tell me! You actually didn't tell me! Am I still your dear disciple?! Tell me, do you not want me as your disciple anymore? Do you have other disciples?! Waaaaah..."
Ancestor Ningyu's temple throbbed with rage as he looked at the shameless behavior of the Book God Feiyuan. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he roared, "Get up! I'll tell you!"
The Book God Fei Yuan immediately stopped howling and instantly became an obedient disciple. He rolled off the ground with a thud, then came up behind Ancestor Ning Yu with a grin and began to massage his shoulders: "I knew it, Master, you're the best!"
Ancestor Ningyu looked at the lively and mischievous Book God Feiyuan and rubbed his temples with a headache: "How old are you? Don't you have any shame?"
"Hehehe! No matter how old I am, I'm still your disciple!" Book God Fei Yuan said with a grin, completely unmoved.
"Sigh!" Ancestor Ningyu sighed. "Since you've already guessed it, I'll tell you part of the story. However, I can't say too much, after all, it's your grandmaster's private matter. You mustn't spread it around!"
"I know, I know, I won't say anything!" Book God Fei Yuan obediently made a zipping motion on his mouth.
“Actually, your previous guess was correct, Shu Lan, he is indeed your grandmaster.” Just as the Book God Fei Yuan’s eyes widened, Ancestor Ning Yu suddenly added, “However, he is just the reincarnation of your grandmaster.”
"A reincarnated body?!" The Book God Fei Yuan was truly shocked. "Doesn't that mean that Grandmaster didn't have any memories of his past?!"
“That’s right!” Ancestor Ningyu nodded, then his gaze fell into the void, as if he had seen through the endless years, and his voice began to become ethereal: “Master fought against the extraterrestrial demons for countless years, and his only regret was that he did not see his own heart clearly and rejected the love of his senior brother.”
"When he realized his true feelings, his senior brother's immortal body was shattered and his immortal essence was scattered while protecting his master. Only a sliver of his spiritual light was cast into one of the myriad worlds, where he was reincarnated and began to cultivate again."
"After sealing away the extraterrestrial demons, Master settled all his affairs, then dissolved his own body and entered this myriad worlds to follow his eldest brother and reincarnate to cultivate anew..."
After hearing this story, the Book God Fei Yuan was deeply moved.
Suddenly, the Book God Fei Yuan realized something, "Could it be that Qin An is...?"
“That’s right!” Ancestor Ningyu confirmed the conjecture of the Book God Feiyuan, “Qin An is the reincarnation of Senior Brother.”
"This is the destiny they have been waiting for for many years to achieve," Master Ningyu said with emotion.
"Then, can our grandmaster still come back?" the Book God Fei Yuan asked weakly.
“Master has sealed all his memories and cultivation here with me. If one day we need him, we only need to find his reincarnation and give him these memories and cultivation, and he can return.” Ancestor Ningyu knew what the Book God Feiyuan was thinking, and he rubbed the Book God Feiyuan’s head.
"However, don't you think your grandmaster is doing quite well now? Let's not disturb his life. After all, it's not a life-or-death situation right now. It would be good if we could make him smile a little more."
"Yes!" Book God Fei Yuan nodded vigorously. He also felt that his master's life was very good and he couldn't bear to disturb him.
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