The scene before them gradually grew more desolate, somewhat similar to the wasteland where the five great temples stood. As night fell, the setting sun cast its last rays of light across the horizon. Mu Hanyan and the others stopped. After several dozen days of trekking, they were somewhat exhausted, so they set up camp there to rest.
In the darkness of the night, a bonfire was burning, and on the fire was roasting a wild rabbit that Fen Qianji had hunted earlier. The rabbit was golden and crispy, and the aroma of meat was fragrant.
"How does it taste?" Fen Qianji tore off the rabbit leg and handed it to Mu Hanyan.
Mu Hanyan took a light bite and chewed it slowly, with a gentle smile on her face. It still tasted the same. All the memories of her previous life came to her mind again with this taste.
Fen Qianji also showed that familiar smile on his face. He slowly tore the rabbit meat and chewed it gently.
Recalling the past, the two seemed to have returned to the good times in their previous life when they had experienced hardships together.
Suddenly, both of them fixed their gazes at the same time, withdrew their thoughts, and looked forward.
I saw an old man walking slowly towards me with a hunched back.
Mu Hanyan gripped the hilt of her sword. Although she and Fen Qianji were both reminiscing about the past, with their current cultivation level, even if they were distracted, it would be impossible for anyone approaching to hide from their powerful divine senses. However, they didn't notice until the old man arrived in front of them. Clearly, this person's strength was unfathomable.
"Mr. Qin!" Fen Qianji spoke at this time, his expression showing some respect, and also some fear.
It turned out that they knew each other. Mu Hanyan slowly loosened her grip on the hilt of the sword.
"Lord Fen." Old Qin nodded.
"Why didn't Mr. Qin accompany the Lord God? What was he doing in this wilderness?" Fen Qianji asked.
"I'm old now, and I don't know how long I can live. I want to go out for a walk more often while I can still walk." Old Qin said with a smile.
"That's a coincidence. Little Shentian is so big, but he can meet you." Fen Qianji said.
"Actually, it's not a coincidence. I've seen you before when I passed through Crimson Moon City. This is the chief priest of the Flower Rain Temple, the right priest of the Life Temple, Lord Mu Hanyan, right?" General Qin turned his gaze to Mu Hanyan.
"Mu Hanyan greets Mr. Qin!" Mu Hanyan always felt that this old man had bad intentions, but seeing that Fen Qianji treated him with courtesy, she guessed that he was from an important background, so she still saluted and spoke.
"Sir Mu, I saw you fighting with Dou Nanshan earlier. The magic you used seemed a little different. I thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out. I would like to ask Chief Priest Mu to teach me a few moves. It can also be regarded as helping an old man like me to answer questions and resolve doubts. I hope Chief Priest Mu will grant me this." Old Qin said with a bow.
This old man was the one who had secretly watched Mu Hanyan in Crimson Moon City before. He had indeed thought about it for a long time along the way, but it was not that he had no idea, but that he had thought of something and was just waiting for the final confirmation, so he found Mu Hanyan.
"Mr. Qin, what do you mean?" Fen Qianji slowly stood up and looked at Mr. Qin with cold eyes.
"I've already said that I'm a little curious about the magic that Priest Mu used earlier. I'd like to ask her to teach me a few tricks to resolve my doubts." Old Qin said lightly.
"What if I refuse?" Mu Hanyan realized something at this time, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.
"If you refuse, I'll have to do it myself." Old Qin stepped forward. His robes rustled in the wind, and even the bonfire swayed, sending sparks flying.
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