You act stupid and I act crazy, let's be ancestors together

"I don't know!" Que Feibai was holding a braised pig's trotter in his hand, chewing it while saying, "You are a good cook, girl. This pig's trotter is quite fragrant."

Jiang Si then realized what a stupid question she had asked. This guy couldn't even remember how old he was, so how could he know how old his master was.

Some people will suffer from Alzheimer's disease when they get old. Que Feibai is over 100 years old, so this possibility cannot be ruled out.

Maybe his so-called master had already turned into a handful of dust, and he himself had forgotten about it.

"It's my fault for not making it clear. Actually, I'm looking for my future master." Seeing that Jiang Si didn't say anything, Que Feibai actually took the initiative to find something to talk to her.

At this time, Fan Tong had just finished practicing the sword technique that Que Feibai had just taught him and was heading towards the two of them.

Seeing him put away his sword, Hong Zhong rushed over quickly and stopped in front of Fan Tong, with a look of admiration on his face, "Master, you are amazing. You remembered it after just one look. Why didn't I realize earlier that you are actually a martial arts genius."

When Hong Zhong said this, he was thinking about it, but he regretted it as soon as he said it. His young master had been pretending to be crazy and stupid for so many years, and he had been enduring it since then. Naturally, he would not reveal too many secrets to other people. Wouldn't it be a waste of time for him to ask this?

Sure enough, Fan Tong didn't pay much attention to Hong Zhong. He didn't notice it before, of course, because the original owner was a fool. Now that he has a new core, it is naturally different.

After returning Hong Zhong's sword to him, Fan Tong quickly walked towards Jiang Si and the other person, stood in front of them with a proud look on his face, waiting for his young wife to praise him.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Si didn't even look at him, but just looked at Que Feibai curiously.

This guy is the best in the world, what else does he need to learn from?

"What do you want to learn? Is there anyone in this world who is more powerful than you?"

"Of course, she is very strong." Que Feibai answered immediately without any hesitation.

Jiang Si thought, who is stronger than the most recognized number one martial arts master? What kind of existence must he be? Could he also do the light skill of pulling up onions in dry land? To be honest, she really wanted to learn it. If she could wear it back in time in the future, she would perform in front of everyone. Those who had complained like she did before would surely be overwhelmed.

Anyone who is acknowledged as the strongest person in the world must be really strong. She really wants to see it for herself. She also doesn't know if this so-called strongest person by Que Feibai is easy to fool. Can he also teach her some martial arts?

Speaking of his future master, Que Fei spoke more colloquially. He put down the pig's trotter in his hand and introduced it seriously, "My future master is an immortal."

After hearing what Que Feibai said, Jiang Si and Fan Tong looked at each other, with shock in their eyes.

The two of them were secretly excited: Could it be that this is a world where one can cultivate immortality?

"Immortal?" Jiang Si deliberately raised her voice and made a look of disbelief.

Sure enough, seeing Jiang Si like this, Que Feibai became more excited to chat with her: "That's right, you can take my sword away with just a wave of your hand, and disappear without a trace in the blink of an eye."

"Ok?"

Fan Tong and Jiang Si spoke at the same time, why does this scene seem a little familiar?

"Don't disbelieve me. I saw all of this with my own eyes. It happened an hour ago. Master raised his hand and neutralized the force of my sword. This is the first person to dodge my sword in the past thirty years."

When he was excited, Que Feibai picked up the beer bottle and took a sip of cold beer to calm his excitement.

After guessing the identity of the person in front of him, Jian Yi turned into a little fanboy on the spot, his eyes glued to Que Feibai, unwilling to look away for a moment.

Who among those who practice swordsmanship has not heard of this man’s name?

After hearing what Que Feibai said, Jian Yi couldn't help but feel curious. Even if he used all his life's skills, he could probably barely block this man's sword. The man who could dissolve the old man's sword so easily must be an otherworldly master.

Hong Zhong and other young guards pricked up their ears and sat in a row to listen to the story attentively. Even Qin Min had an expression on his face, an expression of shock.

After listening to Que Feibai's story, Jiang Si and Fan Tong looked at each other. No wonder they felt that the scene the old man described was familiar.

"With such means and such a mysterious and elusive technique, he must be an immortal. My future master is so powerful. My parents are not lying to me. Immortal cultivators really exist, and they are the most powerful in the world."

Que Feibai became more and more excited as he spoke, and his eyes seemed to be blazing with fire, not anger, but flames of excitement.

However, what Que Feibai didn't know was that his lifelong search for an immortal cultivator was nothing but a joke.

When Que Feibai was young, it was a time of war. Various forces were fighting for imperial power, and there were constant frictions of all sizes, and war was everywhere.

The people were displaced and many evil cults were born.

Que Feibai's parents were also members of the cult. They were fooled by the monks who used magic tricks and illusions to cheat them into giving away their remaining food and finally starved to death.

When Que Feibai was young, he was a stubborn and obstinate person. He was brainwashed by his parents since childhood and spent his whole life following the footsteps of immortal cultivators.

Zuixian Zuixian, this is where his name comes from.

"I have spent my entire life following the footsteps of a cultivator, and finally saw him. I must become a disciple of this most powerful person."

After listening to what Que Feibai said, Jiang Si swallowed nervously. She wanted to say: No need to look for it, because your strength is already here.

However, she couldn't say it, after all, once she said it, their identities would be exposed.

This old man is obsessed with cultivating immortals. If his identity is revealed, Jiang Si really doesn't know how to explain to him that this is not some kind of immortal technique, but a supernatural power.

I’m afraid that when the old man finds out the truth, he’ll get so angry that he’ll go crazy, and that would be terrible.

However... looking at Que Feibai's white hair and youthful face, maybe he has really grasped some method of cultivation, and he may have already embarked on the path of cultivation.

"Then don't forget to learn the Qinggong skill you promised me before you leave!" Jiang Si originally planned to keep this old man by her side, so that she could learn martial arts from him and have the best bodyguard in the world.

But after hearing what he said, I gave up the idea.

Que Feibai is a martial arts expert and he appears and disappears like a ghost. If I keep him around, he might discover my secret one day. It's too dangerous, too dangerous. It's better not to be too greedy.

"I, Que Feibai, never break my promises. What I say is like the wine I drink, not a drop is lost."

As Que Feibai spoke, he picked up a half-eaten pig's trotter. The strong spicy flavor aroused Hong Zhong's appetite. He just saw clearly that these things were brought to this senior by his young mistress.

But he clearly remembered that he had never bought wine in such a strange bottle, let alone pig's trotters. What he prepared was clearly the pastries from Xinghualou.

I don't know where the young lady got these things from. This young lady is as weird as my young master. She must be someone with a big secret. It's better for me to pretend that I don't know anything to avoid getting into trouble. I might even be killed by the young lady to silence me.

Thinking of the horrible and merciless look on the young lady's face when she taught her family a lesson during the day, Hong Zhong shrank his neck.

Especially when he thought of the scene where she transformed into a jet fighter, the hairs on his body stood on end. If this young lady used such a disgusting method to deal with him, he would probably be disgusted for several lifetimes even if he was reincarnated in the underworld.

If someone attacks you with real weapons, you can still fight back, but if he wants to spray you with anger, you can only hide.