Gu Qingfeng has seen many people in his life, especially immortals. He has seen countless people. To say that he has never seen an immortal who can truly be called an immortal. At least, he thinks some so-called
Immortal celebrities are far from being called immortals.
And this time.
In the illusory spiritual space of the ancient ruins, the first impression he had of the mysterious old man who suddenly appeared was the word "immortal spirit", even though he knew that the other person was just a trace of residual consciousness and was a spiritual incarnation.
Thinking of what the mysterious old man said just now, Gu Qingfeng asked: "How did you know I would come?"
"When you came in from outside, I knew you would come here."
"Where do you mean outside?"
"Of course it's the ancient black hole."
"Then where is this place you are talking about?"
"This place can be regarded as a spiritual illusion in the ancient ruins."
"Then what are ancient ruins?"
The white-haired old man smiled and responded lightly: "Of course the ancient ruins are the ancient ruins."
"You'll know the day I come in from the ancient black hole?"
"Yes."
"In other words, you know everything about me being trapped in this ancient ruins?"
"That's right."
Gu Qingfeng fell into deep thought, not knowing who this mysterious old man was or what his intentions were. After a moment, he asked again: "Who are you?"
"The old Taoist name is Fengzhu." After the mysterious old man introduced himself, he asked again: "I wonder what you call me, little friend?"
Gu Qingfeng was very unfamiliar with the Taoist name Fengzhu and had no impression of it. He responded: "My surname is Gu and my first name is Qingfeng."
"It turns out to be little friend Qingfeng. I'm so glad to meet you."
"I wonder why senior Fengzhu is staying here? Is it possible that he is trapped here?"
"Haha, are you trapped here?" The mysterious old man who called himself Fengzhu shook his head slightly and said: "No! I am not."
"Then you are..."
"The old man has been here a long time ago..."
Hearing this, Gu Qingfeng's heart moved and he asked tentatively: "Are you a senior from the ancient era?"
Feng Zhu put one hand behind his back and stroked the white beard on his chin with the other. He looked at Gu Qingfeng with a slight smile. Although he did not respond, his silence was in a sense an admission.
Good guy!
Gu Qingfeng really didn't expect to meet a senior expert from the ancient era in the ancient ruins. Although this senior expert was just a spiritual incarnation, it was enough to make him feel deeply shocked.
You must know that spiritual incarnation is also a kind of residual consciousness.
What is residual consciousness? It means the spiritual consciousness that has lost its soul.
Once the spiritual consciousness loses its soul, it means losing its main body of life. Even if it has self-awareness, it is still very fragile. Not to mention being discovered and refined by practitioners, it is difficult to survive even in nature. Sooner or later it will be wiped out.
.
And this senior Fengzhu, with only a trace of his residual consciousness, managed to persist from the beginning of the ancient times to ten thousand years ago! This is a very long time, and it is still in this barren ancient ruins.
For example, the previous ancestor Linchi of Danding Valley was completely alone, and he also robbed so many resources that he could barely support himself from ancient times to the present.
This senior Fengzhu has persevered from the ancient times to the present with only a trace of his residual consciousness. It is really unimaginable how profound and unpredictable his cultivation was during his lifetime. Even if he is not the fallen ancestor of the Great Dao, he is definitely not much different.
"I guess little Qingfeng must have a lot of doubts in his heart, so why don't you and I drink and chat here."
Talking.
Senior Fengzhu waved his hand slightly, and a round stone platform and two stone benches immediately appeared in front of him. There was also a white jade bottle and two white jade wine glasses placed on the stone platform, and he said: "I saw my little friend coming from outside.
I haven't stopped drinking since I came in. I guess I must be a good drinker. I happen to have a collection of fine wine here. I wonder if you would be interested in trying it?"
If it were an ordinary time and he heard that there was good wine, Gu Qingfeng would definitely sit on it without hesitation.
But that's just an ordinary time.
After all, he is now trapped in this mysterious and strange ancient ruins. In addition, he does not know what kind of medicine the old man Fengzhu sells in his gourd and what his plans are. Likewise, he does not know everything he has experienced in the ancient ruins.
Is it related to this old man?
No matter how courageous Gu Qingfeng is, he still has to be cautious when facing a residual consciousness that has survived from ancient times to the present.
It's just that... looking at the rather exquisite wine bottle on the stone table, Gu Qingfeng actually had the urge to sit over it.
It’s not because he is greedy, but because he has been drinking wine for so many years. He has tasted almost all kinds of wines in the world, all over the world, from ancient times to the present. There is only one kind of wine that he has heard of, but has never had the opportunity to taste.
.
That is wine recognition.
The so-called wine of consciousness is wine for spiritual consciousness. It is a kind of spiritual wine, also known as the wine of dreams.
The current ancient ruins are a kind of spiritual world. Senior Fengzhu is also a trace of residual consciousness. Gu Qingfeng's physical body is entering meditation in the real ancient ruins. At this moment, he is a trace of spiritual consciousness, just like in a dream.
Then there is no doubt that the white jade bottle placed on the stone table is definitely filled with Shijiu.
"Haha, little friend Qingfeng, are you still afraid that an old guy like Lao Chan who has died with only a trace of consciousness left will harm you?"
"It's not that I'm afraid. It's just that when facing such an unpredictable being like you, I have to be careful and cautious." Gu Qingfeng was neither modest nor too conceited, but told the truth, "
After all, as the old saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Let’s not talk about whether you, the old man, are really dead. Even if you are, I can’t be careless based on your residual knowledge from ancient times to the present.
"
"This statement sounds quite vulgar at first, but upon closer inspection, it makes sense."
"certainly."
As soon as the conversation changed, Gu Qingfeng walked over and sat directly on the stone bench, saying: "Well, you should drink this wine."
"ha!"
Senior Fengzhu shook his head, laughed dumbly, and said: "It seems that I guessed right, little friend Qingfeng is really a good drinker."
"There is no joy without wine. As you said, wine never leaves your mouth. Rather than saying that you are a good drinker, you might as well say that you are addicted to alcohol as much as your life."
"hehe."
Senior Fengzhu smiled lightly and poured a glass of wine for Gu Qingfeng from the exquisite white jade bottle.
"Is this wine recognition?"
"The old man has lost his sense of consciousness, and now he can only taste the wine of knowledge."
"I've been living so long, and I've never drank anything like this."
"Oh? Isn't there anyone in the ancient wilderness brewing Shijiu?"
"As far as I know, there is none. I heard that this thing has been lost long ago."
"In that case, little friend Qingfeng can enjoy it today."
Gu Qingfeng was not polite, he picked up the wine glass, raised his head and drank the glass of wine in one gulp.