Gong Yang Yan staggered back a few steps, still feeling a little shocked: "But it is said that you have already, how could you..."

He didn't believe it.

Although a person like Fan Wuyi has the ability to see forever, immortality is not immortality. Even a great monk of the Yuanshen will die if he dies.

This is the rule of heaven and earth, and no one can violate it.

Not to mention, if Fan Yi had died, how could he have watched Fan Wushu fall to this point today?

"So what if you live, what if you die?"

Fan Wuyi seemed to be careless, and only glanced at the old Taoist who was not sure enough to be four feet tall, then looked at An Qisheng: "Fellow Taoist?"

An Qisheng calmed down and responded calmly: "I learned from Shouyang Mountain to learn from the school."

"Shouyang Mountain? It seems not a famous mountain holy place..."

Fan Wuyi frowned slightly, as if he had never heard of it, and couldn't help but shake his head: "It's the little monk who is ignorant."

"It's not surprising that the big monks don't know it."

An Qisheng looked as usual, not astonished by the identity of this old monk, nor did he care whether he knew to get involved in a family. He just raised his cup and said:

"I've been bothering me so I'll say goodbye."

"Um?"

Fan Wu's eyes condensed, as if he didn't expect the Taoist in front of him to make such a speech.

But then he smiled and said, "Why do you have to come and go in a hurry with fellow Taoists? Since you come to the city, why not leave a few more people and sit and discuss the Tao, it is a joy in the world!"

"No, no."

An Qisheng just shook his head: "I can't wait to pass by, and I still have important things to do, but it's hard to do it anymore."

"Not busy, no busy."

Fan Wuyi shook his head, and his thin face kept smiling: "If you have something to do, you might as well talk to the monk. Maybe you will get something..."

'this......'

Looking at the words in front of him, as if he was trying hard to keep his friends for many years, Gong Yang Yan couldn't help but tremble.

I felt something was wrong.

The big flower donkey and the rabbit who were sneaking to the side were even more tingling, and their hair was about to stand up.

This is obviously wrong...

Bang!

Sure enough, the next moment, in the hearts of several people, the old monk fell heavily, his smile disappeared, and replaced by a deep indifference:

"Fellow Daoist, do you really want to leave?"

His voice was neither high nor low, nor unusual power was there, but the hearts of Rabbit Ba, Gong Yang Yan and others were cold, and they felt a bone-broken and cold breath covering every inch of the void around them.

"Even if Fan Wuyi's true body is here, I will leave as long as I want to leave, and if I want to stay."

An Qisheng's expression remained unchanged. He looked at the old monk sitting next to the table. His tone was as plain as smoke and his eyes were as calm as the sea:
Chapter completed!