Qingsong asked a question and walked out. The senior brother pointed at Feng Dao: "Uncle, that's him!"
Qingsong and Feng Yi looked at each other, their whole bodies frozen in place as if struck by lightning, and then they rubbed their eyes as if they didn't believe them.
Senior Brother and other disciples of the Crane generation looked at each other in shock when they saw this scene. They saw the difference in Uncle Qingsong.
Could it be said that this person is really an old friend of Maoshan?
"Feng, Junior Brother Feng?"
Kiyosatsu shouted tentatively.
The Feng Yi in front of him was exactly the same as Junior Brother Feng for more than 20 years, but this was exactly what Qingsong couldn't believe. How could the other person not change at all for more than 20 years!
Feng Yi looked at Qingsong in front of him. His beard and hair were half white, the skin on his face had a lot of wrinkles, and he had a beard on his chin. He was wearing a gray linen Taoist uniform, and he was already middle-aged.
When all the disciples heard Qingsong's words, they opened their mouths in surprise, feeling that this was really the famous Taoist genius Master Feng Yifeng.
"Senior Brother Qingsong, I haven't seen you for more than 20 years. How are you?"
After withdrawing his thoughts, Feng Yi saluted with a smile on his lips.
"Junior Brother Feng, it's really you!"
Qingsong hurriedly returned the gift, then walked quickly to Feng Yi and looked him up and down: "You are still alive! And your appearance has not changed at all!"
"Hey, it's a long story, let's talk about it while we're walking."
When old friends met, Feng Yi's mood was complicated and difficult to understand, and he sighed.
"Okay, follow me up the mountain quickly. I believe that Headmaster Xuanji will be very happy to see you."
Qingsong excitedly took Feng Yi's arm and started to go up the mountain. When he saw the dull expressions of all the disciples, he frowned and yelled: "How come each of them is so decent? This is your Uncle Feng, why don't you be polite!"
"yes!"
All the disciples just woke up from a dream, and they all saluted with gestures: "Greetings to Master Feng."
The eldest brother looked very embarrassed and said: "Uncle Feng, my nephew is blind to the truth. He thinks your uncle is a bad guy and wants to take action against you. I hope your uncle will punish you."
"You are responsible. I really couldn't provide evidence that I was Feng Yi before. You have done nothing wrong, so how can you punish me."
Feng Yi waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about some small things."
All the disciples, such as Meng Dahe, collectively saluted again and said, "Thank you so much, Master, for your kindness."
"Let's go and do our own business."
Feng Yi exchanged a few more pleasantries, and then followed Qingsong side by side towards the mountain.
After he left, the disciples at the foot of the mountain were in a panic.
"Oh my God, I actually saw Master Feng Yifeng alive!"
"Not only did you see it, you also fought with him."
"What kind of fight do we have? Uncle Master didn't even make a move, he defeated us with just one sword."
"It's Master Feng after all. The spiritual weapons in his hands are so mysterious. It really opened my eyes."
"Wait a minute, don't be too busy getting excited. The most important thing is not that more than 20 years have passed, Master Feng's style is still the same. He looks about the same age as us."
"Yes, this maintenance is very good..."
"There must be a secret method for maintenance."
"Okay, stop arguing."
The eldest brother shouted softly, and everyone immediately stopped talking.
"Everyone should return to his original position and perform his duties."
After the elder brother finished speaking, he shook his head and walked up the mountain.
What happened to Uncle Feng? Isn't it too weird?
On the other side, Qingsong sighed as he walked: "I remember when we were young and high-spirited, Headmaster Xuanzhen asked us to compete with you. Junior Brother Feng, you won three games in a row and amazed everyone.
Later, something happened in the Land of Chaos, and I was almost killed, but it was Junior Brother Feng who came to the rescue again.
What happened before is still vivid in my mind, but time has passed for more than twenty years. Unexpectedly, I have turned gray on my temples, but Junior Brother Feng remains as charming as ever.
By the way, you and Uncle Lin were forced to go to the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, and they were able to escape in the end, but you stayed in the tomb. I wonder what happened during this period?"
As expected, Qingsong knew that he had entered the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, and Uncle Jiu must have told them.
Since they knew that they had entered the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, it would be easy to explain. Feng Dao said: "Brother, I don't know. The two thieves did something evil that day and angered Han Ba. When Han Ba was angry, we collectively lost consciousness.
When I woke up, I realized that I was separated from Master and the others. I was trapped in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, but Hanbao had disappeared as well.
But although Hanba didn't kill me, he still took action with anger and broke my Dantian..."
Speaking of this, Qingsong was shocked and said in surprise: "Your Dantian is broken?!"
"yes."
Feng Yi smiled bitterly and said: "Before, at the foot of the mountain, several apprentice nephews asked me to use thunder magic to prove my identity, but my Dantian was broken and I had no breath, so how could I use it.
Fortunately, I still have a super-grade spiritual weapon that has always been with me, so I was lucky enough to break their formation."
"It's a pity that you have such amazing Taoist skills!"
Qingsong sighed with regret and asked, "Then how did you get out?"
"For more than twenty years, I have been staying in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, looking for a way to escape, but I have tried countless times and can't find any other way out.
And I was surprised to find that the layout of the First Emperor's Mausoleum seemed to be self-contained and isolated from the rest of the world. I didn't know how to be hungry or sleep inside, and even my body seemed to be frozen, without any changes after so many years."
Feng Yi started to cheat again.
Qingsong believed in his words, mainly because of the fact that Feng Yi had indeed not changed at all from more than twenty years ago.
"I didn't expect that the Mausoleum of the First Emperor would be so wonderful."
Qingsong's eyes widened and he said, "Uncle Lin once told us about the dangers and traps in the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. We were all amazed when we heard it. Even Headmaster Xuanzhen said that if he went there alone, he might not be able to escape unscathed.
"
"Yes, I was very shocked after realizing these things, but after the shock, I started looking for a way to get out of the tomb. Finally, a few days ago, I found an extremely hidden mechanism near the tomb of the First Emperor's Mausoleum.
, after opening the mechanism, a passage appeared below.
Although I didn't know where this passage led to, a road was better than no road, so I tried walking down it. When I got to the end, I found an iron gate. After turning the mechanism, the iron gate opened, and there was a constant flow of people.
The river water poured into the tunnel.
I quickly ran out of the tunnel, and the iron door closed automatically.
When I swam to the shore, I discovered that I had finally escaped from the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, but what I didn’t expect was that more than twenty years had passed outside...
When I heard that the country was undergoing great changes and that our Maoshan faction was also affected, I rushed over as quickly as possible."
Feng Yi's words were 80% true and 20% false. They sounded very natural. Qingsong completely believed them. He sighed again and said: "Junior brother Feng, your experience is really mysterious."
