Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

"Fellow Taoist Wushuang, why bother using these rough tricks to test, as I already know a lot about you."

"Could it be that you still don't understand what kind of person I, Zhang Yifeng, am?"

Zhang Yifeng looked at Wushuang Scholar with an indifferent expression, not listening to his probing words at all.

Seeing Zhang Yifeng being so uncooperative with him, instead of showing suspicion on Scholar Wushuang's face, he actually beamed with joy.

"Haha, God of Killer, you misunderstood. It is precisely because I understand you that I would use such a low-level method to test you."

"If you answer as usual, I will really doubt you."

The Wushuang scholar chuckled lightly, and after confirming Zhang Yifeng's identity, he also took off his immature boyish disguise.

Although he now has a young face, the aura he exudes is no different from before.

When Zhang Yifeng heard this, he immediately realized what Wushuang Scholar meant.

It was obvious that Wushuang Scholar also knew him very well and knew that Zhang Yifeng was by no means a man who minced words.

If Zhang Yifeng responded to Wushuang scholar's questions one by one with a clear conscience, this would really make Wushuang scholar alert.

Now that he had directly rejected Wushuang Scholar's question in person, he had actually confirmed his identity in his heart.

"Now that we have confirmed each other's identities, why not tell us about your respective discoveries."

Now that his identity has been revealed, Zhang Yifeng is naturally too lazy to continue pretending and simply pulls over a chair and sits down.

Upon seeing this, Wushuang Scholar hurriedly stepped forward to stop his movement.

"Why, you've caused such a big deal and you don't even want me to sit down?"

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows and asked quietly.

"That's not the case. I have actually set up a lot of deadly formations on this chair."

"And because my current cultivation level is very low, I deliberately used certain methods to tamper with this chair."

"In your current state, God of Death, if you sit on it..."

After saying this, the Wushuang scholar pondered and looked at him from top to bottom.

Eventually he came to a conclusion.

"Death is probably unlikely, but at least it will make you shed a layer of skin."

Wushuang scholar looked sincere when he spoke, without any intention of lying, which shows that what he said was indeed the truth.

After hearing what he said, Zhang Yifeng's smile froze, and then he frowned and stared at him for a long time.

"Fellow Daoist Wushuang, as far as I know, your identity here should be the disciple of the headmaster Tian Shanzi."

"We are all at home, why do you have to come up with such a sinister scheme?"

Zhang Yifeng touched his chin, really confused as to why Scholar Wushuang arranged his room in such a dangerous way.

Fortunately, Scholar Wushuang was not crazy enough to do anything on the door, otherwise Zhang Yifeng would probably suffer the loss of being dumb now.

Since even a chair in the room has been tampered with, let alone other furniture and decorations.

"My own?"

Unexpectedly, the corners of Wushuang Scholar's mouth twitched slightly at this moment, looking at Zhang Yifeng with a strange expression.

Looking at his expression, the casual look on Zhang Yifeng's face slowly returned to calm.

"Why, what Tian Shanzi told me earlier, wasn't that just your disguise?"

"I thought you were worried about being noticed that something was wrong, so you pretended to be invaded by evil spirits."

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyes slightly and spoke in a calm tone.

"Heh, it seems that you, God of Death, don't know anything anymore."

"But this is normal. Speaking of which, this should be regarded as the punishment given to me by the ancient treasure jade."

"Just because of my greed, I returned to this period."

Wushuang Scholar sneered, and what he said made Zhang Yifeng feel confused.

However, after he calmly thought for a moment, he found some clues based on some clues mentioned by Wushuang Scholar.

"Fellow Taoist Wushuang, do you mean to say that the Qinghuang Realm where I am now is actually the place where you have been in your memory."

"And you are indeed the young disciple of Tian Fanzi, the shopkeeper of Wushuang Sect? Isn't everything I know about your disguise?"

As he spoke, Zhang Yifeng's mind became clearer.

After hearing this, Wushuang Scholar simply sneered a few times in response. After all, he really had no interest in telling these things to outsiders.

Similarly, this is also a knot in Wushuang Shusheng's heart.

After receiving a cold snort of approval from Wushuang Scholar, Zhang Yifeng's expression gradually turned cold.

He didn't know what was going on.

Although it is known that the ancient gem is a powerful treasure that can turn back time and space in legend.

But he never imagined that the result of covering them and blurring them would actually send him to the past era?

Moreover, this was still when Wushuang Scholar had not yet become famous, and might not even be able to own Wanshu Pavilion.

Originally, he thought that this was at most a special secret realm, or that he had been manipulated by the ancient jade and teleported to a small world.

But now he unexpectedly found out that he had been transported back in time and sent to the small world where Wushuang Scholar lived in his youth.

Zhang Yifeng's face couldn't help but look a little ugly at that moment.

Wushuang the scholar was still young, so how long ago did that era seem to be?

The most important thing is how he should leave here and return to his own era.

No wonder he had faintly felt an indescribable strange feeling in that stone chamber before.

It turned out that he had already sensed that if he continued to stay there, he would surely encounter an unprecedented disaster.

"Alas, I advised you not to touch the ancient jade at will, but you refused to listen."

Zhang Yifeng had many thoughts in his mind, but they finally turned into a sigh and he expressed his worries in a calm tone.

"only these?"

When the scholar Wushuang heard Zhang Yifeng's complaint, which didn't sound like a complaint, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He had originally thought that since he had returned to this era.

Zhang Yifeng and the old man in black robe, who had become ethereal together with him at that time, would definitely not be able to escape the consequences of this incident.

At that time, he was thinking about what Zhang Yifeng would look like if he knew the truth.

Angry or shocked, or even attacking him directly.

But now that Zhang Yifeng would quickly accept the reality, Wushuang Shusheng had never really thought about it.

After all, he had actually been prepared for this, so it was normal for him to feel at ease.

But Zhang Yifeng was not mentally prepared in advance like him, yet he was able to adapt so quickly.

And it seemed that the God of Death did not blame him as much as he imagined.

"What else can you do? Do you want me to punch you to death now?"

"If I can leave this way, I wouldn't mind trying it."