This is one of the four famous pavilions on the Douqi Continent, located in the Tianxing Mountains in the southern region of Zhongzhou.

This place was founded by the two famous Medicine Master Yao Chen and Wind Master Feng Xian on the Douqi Continent back then. The two had a close relationship.

After Yao Chen disappeared, Feng Xian searched all over the continent for him and even fought with the Soul Palace several times for information about Yao Chen.

Yao Chen had of course heard of his friend's deeds, but in order not to implicate the other party, he never dared to come forward to acknowledge him, and never revealed any information to Xiao Yan.

But after entering the pub, his mentality changed.

Knowing that the Soul Palace was only a whetstone for his disciples and no longer a stumbling block to him, he had told Xiao Yan about this close friend long before coming to Zhongzhou.

Therefore, not long after arriving in Zhongzhou, the two rushed to Xingyun Pavilion.

When meeting his good friend, Feng Xian cried with joy.

He initially thought that Yao Chen wanted to bring this disciple with him to look after him, until he discovered Xiao Yan's strength, which was far beyond his own.

Suddenly, the only words left in his mind were "so terrifying".

Of course, Xiao Yan and Yao Chen did not tell him about the tavern at this time.

The Space-Time Tavern is a matter of great importance. Even though Feng Xian is Yao Chen's most trusted friend, he does not want to bring anyone else in to avoid disrupting the plan before his disciple is promoted to Dou Di.

After spending all these years together, he already regarded Xiao Yan as his own son, so naturally he had to put the other person first in everything.

As for Feng Xian, he couldn't help but reveal during the conversation two days ago that he would take him to a magical place that would surely open his eyes.

"This guy is already a soul body, yet he dares to go out for so long. It's been two days and he still hasn't come back..."

At this moment, Feng Xian was sitting on an observatory in the Xingyun Pavilion, looking at the stars on the dome, his thoughts flying.

He felt quite emotional when he thought that his good friend who had been missing for many years and was said by everyone to be dead had come back so miraculously and brought such a talented disciple with him.

"That kid has already entered the Dou Sheng realm, could he be opening up a new dimension?" He suddenly thought of what Yao Chen said, and shook his head with a smile, "The place he mentioned that opened my eyes must be that dimension, right?"

"That's right. After seeing how the Dou Sheng opened up space, I think it will be useful for cultivation..."

Feng Xian was daydreaming when he suddenly widened his eyes and stared straight ahead.

He was originally sitting and subconsciously stood up straight.

"Yao Chen!" he exclaimed.

The man in front of him looked old and kind, yet he also had a carefree look. He was wearing a white robe with fluttering sleeves. Who else could it be but his good friend? But Feng Xian soon became confused again.

Hadn’t his good friend’s body been destroyed by his traitor Han Feng, leaving only his soul?

But the person in front of him was clearly a living person! "Feng Xian, long time no see!"

When Feng Xian heard the familiar voice of "Yao Chen", he could no longer hold back.

He almost teleported in front of "Yao Chen" and said excitedly: "You... I knew you were okay!"

He reached out and punched Yao Chen's shoulder hard, saying, "Where the hell have you been all these years, I..."

As he was speaking, a strange green light flashed in the hand he had on the other person's shoulder, and it turned into a sharp wind blade and slashed towards his neck.

Even a Dou Zun strongman would surely die on the spot if faced with such a close sneak attack. However, when he was about to pierce "Yao Chen's" skin, he was invisibly dissolved by a strange force.

Feng Xian's face suddenly changed.

He was about to continue his action when he heard the man change his words: "No, it's me, Uncle Feng!"

Looking at the person in front of him again, his figure changed and in an instant he became a young face.

Feng Xian's raised hand also froze in mid-air.

It's not that he didn't want to take action, but he was restrained by a terrifying force of space and couldn't move at all.

Xiao Yan released his hold on Feng Xian and said with a wry smile, "It was just a joke, Uncle Feng, please don't be angry."

"What's wrong with you, kid?" Feng Xian asked in surprise.

Guessing his thoughts, Xiao Yan smiled bitterly and said, "This is a new fighting skill I learned. I thought I had mastered it to perfection and could make it look real, but I didn't expect that Uncle Feng could still see through it."

Feng Xian stared at him silently, with a hint of wariness in his eyes.

Xiao Yan looked at him helplessly, and turned his head to the side and said, "Teacher, have you seen enough of the excitement?"

There was a sudden wave of movement in the air nearby, followed by a burst of laughter: "Feng Xian, how did you find out? I almost thought I was alive!"

Feng Xian turned his head suddenly and saw his friend's soul floating from the side.

He was stunned at first, subconsciously thinking that this was a disguise, but soon he thought of the special nature of the soul, and the most important thing was Yao Chen's special temperament.

"You're back?" he asked in surprise.

Yao Chen nodded: "I went to see an old friend."

"But……"

Just as Feng Xian was about to speak, Yao Chen suddenly coughed lightly.

The words that Feng Xian was about to say suddenly turned into a weird laugh.

Xiao Yan looked around at the two of them, and suddenly laughed evilly: "Teacher, you are not going to look for Master's Wife, are you?"

Even though he was a soul, Yao Chen looked a little embarrassed at this moment.

"Go away, what do you know, kid!" he said unhappily.

Fearing that the two would tease him again, Yao Chen asked directly: "What was that...fighting skill you just used?"

He emphasized the word "fighting skills".

Xiao Yan knew what the teacher meant, and immediately gave up the idea of ​​joking around. He said seriously, "Teacher, do you remember the adventure story called Journey to the West that I told you about?"

After entering the tavern, Xiao Yan confessed to his teacher and brother that he remembered his memories of his previous life, and told them many familiar things.

For example, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, or the Five Thousand Years of Chinese History, as well as stories such as Journey to the West and Water Margin.

"That monkey?" Yao Chen's eyes lit up slightly.

Xiao Yan nodded: "Teacher, do you remember his changing fighting skills?"

Yao Chen showed obvious interest: "Of course, could it be that you..."

"Teacher just missed it." Xiao Yan said.

Yao Chen shook his head regretfully.

Feng Xian listened to the conversation between the two and looked quite confused.

"What are you talking about?" He looked at the two of them suspiciously, thinking that the master and disciple must be hiding a secret from him.

"You won't understand even if I tell you. I will tell you later." Yao Chen waved his hand.

Feng Xian suddenly had an idea.

He thought of Xiao Yan’s terrifying strength.

Even the most powerful force in the Douqi Continent would probably not be able to cultivate such a genius unless there is a special opportunity.

"Could it be that they discovered the tomb of some ancient top fighting saint?" he thought to himself.

This kind of secret is indeed not convenient to share with others!

Feng Xian's expression eased, but he heard Yao Chen ask again: "But how did you know it wasn't mine?"

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(End of this chapter)