The scene in front of me gradually changed, and it became the capital of a mortal dynasty.

The streets and alleys are filled with the flavor of life.

Although there is no spiritual energy flowing, it has the charm of worldly life.

Chen Qingyuan had an extraordinary temperament, like a fairy in a painting. His arrival attracted the attention of countless mortals, who were filled with awe and made way for him on their own accord, not daring to block him or approach him.

Ignoring the looks from others, Chen Qingyuan walked to the door of a restaurant and stopped.

Looking up at the restaurant's sign, I felt a lot of emotion.

"Furan Building."

I repeated it softly, and some fragments of past memories appeared before my eyes, from blurry to clear, as if it were yesterday, vivid in my mind.

The memories of the past merge with the scenes seen now, giving me the illusion of crossing the long river of time and heading into the past.

"Sir, would you like to come in and taste the wine?"

The servants at the door bowed and greeted him cautiously, with both respect and fear. They only took one look at Chen Qingyuan and felt that he was extremely noble, even inferior to the princes and nobles.

"Ah."

Chen Qingyuan broke free from the shackles of past thoughts, nodded slightly, and slowly walked into the restaurant.

Surrounded by a crowd of people, he sat in an elegant seat on the second floor with a wide view. The two sides were blocked by screens so that others could not peek in.

"This is the best wine in our store. I hope you don't mind it."

Hearing that a young man of excellent temperament was coming to drink, the shopkeeper came over personally to entertain him, bringing out the best wine and dishes, not daring to be negligent in the slightest and treating him with utmost respect.

"Tell the waiter standing at the stairs to come over and serve."

Chen Qingyuan made a request.

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

Although the shopkeeper was puzzled, he did not ask any more questions and replied quickly.

Then, the shopkeeper found the corresponding waiter and sternly instructed him, "You must serve this gentleman well and don't offend him. Otherwise, we will all be in trouble."

"understood."

The waiter looked to be over thirty years old. He was wearing coarse clothes, had rough skin, and a weathered and weather-beaten face.

"Pay attention. As long as nothing happens today, I'll give you double your wages at the end of the month."

After giving a warning, he naturally had to give some sweet treats. The shopkeeper patted the boy on the shoulder and acted very optimistic and amiable.

"Don't keep the guests waiting. Go ahead!"

The shopkeeper urged.

Afterwards, the servant came to the elegant seats on the second floor and saw Chen Qingyuan sitting and tasting wine. He bowed to him without any expression and said, "Sir, please tell me what I want to do."

"sit."

Chen Qingyuan pointed to an empty seat in front of him and said to the servant in front of him, "I've experienced this once before, but it's still very interesting and I'm filled with emotion."

The servant stood still, lowered his brows and said, "I dare not."

"Is there anything in this world that you dare not do?"

Chen Qingyuan raised the corners of his mouth and said something meaningful.

Asking this servant to come and serve by name clearly meant it was targeting him.

The servant searched his memory for a long time and was sure that he had never seen Chen Qingyuan. He was confused in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm and pretended to be confused: "Sir, I don't understand what you mean."

"In order to seek revenge, I went into the demon realm alone. I killed the Elephant Ancestor, suppressed the Snake King, and swept through hundreds of tribes. It was hard to find an opponent."

After saying that, Chen Qingyuan took a sip of wine and sighed softly.

The servant looked up at Chen Qingyuan in silence.

His Taoist partner died because of a powerful demon, and he was deeply saddened. Later, after years of hard training, he took up his sword and went into the demon realm, just to seek revenge.

As expected, he successfully got rid of his grudge.

However, when hatred is gone, people lose their goals.

Unknowingly, he came to the place where he first met his deceased Taoist partner. He integrated into this land and became an inconspicuous waiter, living his life in a daze.

"Your story is still circulating in all the worlds."

Chen Qingyuan said again.

This is something that happened before. It's like going back in time and taking a journey again.

The servant was no longer pretending to be dumb. His eyes were sharp, and the aura surging from his body was definitely not that of an ordinary creature. He said in a hoarse voice, "Who are you?"

Chen Qingyuan introduced himself as he had done in the past: "Chen Qingyuan."

The servant thought for a long time but had no idea: "I haven't heard of it."

Chen Qingyuan: "In the future, this name will resound throughout the world."

The servant said, "What a big tone."

Chen Qingyuan: "Follow me and you will see."

The servant decisively refused: "Not interested."

Chen Qingyuan: "I have a friend whose sword realm is not lower than yours. Are you interested in meeting him?"

The servant said: "No."

Chen Qingyuan: "Okay, I'll come again next time."

Stop pestering me and just walk away.

As soon as I walked out of the restaurant's door, time and space reversed and the surrounding environment changed.

As time goes by, the restaurant of the past is gone, and the dynasties that stood here have changed countless times.

Every once in a while, the swordsman living in seclusion here would change his identity and lead a plain and simple life, hoping to reach the end of his life.

The swordsman became a farmer, working from sunrise to sunset.

Hundreds of years have passed since the last time, and this is Chen Qingyuan's second visit.

In a thatched hut beside the field, two people sat opposite each other, drinking mixed wine.

"Your name is famous, I heard."

Although the swordsman lives in seclusion here, he will inadvertently hear some earth-shaking events, among which Chen Qingyuan is involved.

"Would you like to come with me?"

Chen Qingyuan invited again.

"No."

The swordsman refused without hesitation, just like when he first met him.

Before leaving, Chen Qingyuan drank all the wine in the swordsman's house and left without saying a word.

The void twisted and the picture changed again.

After a long time, Chen Qingyuan visited for the third time.

The swordsman lived by the river and became a ferryman, making a living from it.

"You came."

Seeing Chen Qingyuan coming from afar, the swordsman was not surprised and greeted him calmly.

"I got a few jugs of good wine recently, I'll give you one."

Chen Qingyuan came over and sat for an hour, then invited him again, but was rejected, so he left.

Similar scenarios occurred five times in total.

The swordsman had heard a lot about Chen Qingyuan's reputation. The two had met only a few times, but they had become very good friends.

One day, Chen Qingyuan came to visit for the sixth time.

There was no invitation this time, just a chat.

After chatting, we prepared to leave.

"Did you forget to say something?"

The swordsman looked at Chen Qingyuan's back as he turned away and spoke.

Chen Qingyuan turned his back: "There's nothing more to say."

The swordsman asked, "Do you think I'm too old?"

Chen Qingyuan: “No.”

Swordsman: "Then why don't you invite me to go with you this time?"

Chen Qingyuan: "The road ahead is a life-or-death journey."

Swordsman: "If it's not dangerous, I won't go."

Chen Qingyuan: "There's something wrong with your brain!"

Swordsman: “There is indeed a problem.”

"If you want to die, follow me!"

"it is good."

Many years ago, the swordsman had thought about committing suicide, but he promised his deceased fellow Taoist that he would live well, so he persisted until today.

Death was a relief for him. Moreover, it was a very lucky thing to walk with a good friend for a while before death, which should be made clear.