The moment he saw the crazy old man, Fang Yu observed the surrounding environment again.
In the evening, the sun sets.
The sunset illuminated the sky brightly. Most of the villagers in the village had finished their farm work. Some peasant women were cooking dinner, and some farmers were sitting outside their homes chatting and laughing.
Everything is peaceful.
This scene is exactly the same as the last conversation between Fang Yu and the crazy old man many years ago!
Is this back to that day? Or...
"Boy, I said, one day we will meet again." Just as Fang Yu was shaking in his heart, the crazy old man in front of him spoke.
Hearing these words, Fang Yu's expression changed.
See you again……
In other words, what he saw before him... was not a memory, but that he actually saw the crazy old man again!?
"Don't pay attention to the surrounding scenes, I am a nostalgic person." The crazy old man said with a smile.
Fang Yu gradually calmed down and looked at the crazy old man.
Now that he met the crazy old man again, his mood was completely different from before.
Back then, he lived in seclusion in this small village, living a leisurely life with no desires or desires.
It was precisely because of this that he sat down and talked with the seemingly crazy old man.
But now, seeing the crazy old man again, Fang Yu's heart was filled with doubts.
"If you have any questions, please ask them one by one." The crazy old man grabbed a weed on the roadside, put it in his mouth and said while biting, "But I don't guarantee that I can answer all the questions. I can only answer what I know.
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After seeing the crazy old man again after a thousand years, Fang Yu felt as if he had been separated from another world.
But he didn't sigh for too long. Instead, he thought about it seriously and asked the first question: "Do these eyes of insight originally belong to you, or... did you just hand them over to me?"
"Eye of Insight? Is this the name you chose? Not bad, not bad." The crazy old man said with a smile, "But compared to its original name, the name you gave it is still a little bit worse."
"What was the original name of these eyes?" Fang Yu asked.
"The Eye of the Great Dao, or the Divine Pupil of the Great Dao." The crazy old man said, "Actually, the name is not important either."
"...Then answer the question I just asked." Fang Yu said.
"Are you asking whether the Eye of the Avenue originally belonged to me or to someone else?" the crazy old man asked.
"Yes." Fang Yu nodded.
"This question..." The crazy old man touched the white stubble on his chin and replied, "How should I put it? Whoever the Eye of the Great Dao is on belongs to him."
"That is to say...it did belong to you before?" Fang Yu asked with narrowed eyes.
"You can say that." The crazy old man said, "But if you ask who created these eyes...it was definitely not me."
"Who is it?" Fang Yu asked.
The crazy old man actually swallowed the grass, shook his head and replied: "I can't answer this question."
"I can't say..."
Fang Yu frowned, remembering the previous series of events.
Neither the man surnamed Ji who gave him the Dao Spirit Body, nor He Ruju who gave him Ruyi Qinglian, or even his master Daotian... did not reveal the identity of that person.
This person seemed to be completely invisible, standing in a certain position and watching Fang Yu silently.
What exactly does he want Fang Yu to do?
Why can't Fang Yu's identity be informed until now?
"Boy, you have made good progress in these years." The crazy old man looked at Fang Yu and said.
Fang Yu came back to his senses, shook his head slightly, and said: "The progress is not great, and we have never broken through the Qi refining stage."
The crazy old man was obviously stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, stood up and patted Fang Yu on the shoulder, saying: "The five thousand years of Qi refining period is considered a legend in any era."
"This kind of legend is meaningless," Fang Yu said with a bitter smile.
"Why is it meaningless?" The crazy old man frowned and said, "Time can wash away everything. There are many evil men and talents in history who are invincible for a lifetime, but how many of them can leave their names in history and be remembered by others?"
"According to what you say, I can't leave my name in history." Fang Yu smiled and said.
"Of course you can, in fact, you have already done it." said the crazy old man.
"Forget it, let's not talk about it." Fang Yu waved his hand and said, "Back when you were discussing with me which knife is better for slaying dragons, I have indeed met many dragons in the past two years..."
"How's it going? What kind of knife do you think is better for slaying a dragon?" The crazy old man immediately became interested and asked.
"I use a sword, but I also use a halberd..." Fang Yu said, "But now that I think about it, maybe using fists is the best."
"Fists? Fists are not good. There is no pleasure in killing dragons with fists." The crazy old man immediately shook his head and said, "Use a knife to slay the dragon. The blade cuts through the dragon's scales, cuts off the dragon's head, and the blood splatters...that's the moment of enjoyment!"
"Blowing the faucet's head with one punch is also a pleasure." Fang Yu said with a smile.
"By the way, you have such power, you are really good with your fists..." The crazy old man held his chin and nodded in agreement.
Fang Yu looked at the crazy old man, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked again: "Before you left last time, you left me a message."
"Oh? What did I say? I forgot." the crazy old man asked.
"You said that when we meet again, you will not only tell me what knife to use to slay the dragon, but also teach me how to assassinate the Immortal King." Fang Yu said with twinkling eyes.
The crazy old man was stunned for a moment, as if he was remembering.
Then, he grinned and said: "You have already made your own conclusion about what to use to slay the dragon. As for assassinating the Immortal King..."
"You weren't really bragging at that time, were you?" Fang Yu raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Of course not, I never brag, everything I tell is the truth!" the crazy old man retorted seriously, "But assassinating the Immortal King... you asked me to teach you, and I really have nothing to teach you."
"Then you're just bragging. I've been waiting for this for thousands of years," Fang Yu said.
"Well, let me teach you a little trick. If you really encounter an opponent at the level of an Immortal King in the future, you can do this..."
Having said this, the crazy old man seemed to be afraid of being heard. He looked around before walking forward and lowering his voice.
The crazy old man only said four words, leaving Fang Yu stunned.
"Are you...serious?" Fang Yu looked at the crazy old man and asked with wide eyes.
"I said, I never brag." The crazy old man chuckled, "In the future, if you really meet an opponent at the level of an Immortal King, just do as I say, and the effect will definitely be better than you imagine!"
"..." Fang Yu looked at the crazy old man and didn't know what to say.
But the crazy old man is crazy to begin with, and nothing he says should be surprising. Just think of it as bragging.
"I'll ask you the most important question again. I hope you can answer me well." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes and spoke seriously.
"Ask, I'm here to answer your questions today." The crazy old man sat back on the stone.
"Tell me, your true identity...what is it?" Fang Yu stared at the crazy old man's face and asked in a deep voice.