After the truth came out, they begged me not to die.

If only I could listen to it now!

Zhao Lingyun smiled sadly.

Alas, fate plays tricks on people...

The scene changed and several months passed.

On Mingyuan Mountain.

Chen Zun suddenly received a transmission note.

It belongs to Ye Xiyu.

"Master, my disciple found an unconscious old man at the foot of Mingyuan Mountain. After he woke up, he claimed to be your old acquaintance and wanted to see you."

After hearing the content of the transmission notes, Chen Zun frowned.

Old man?

He doesn't seem to have that many acquaintances.

Anyway, let's go check out the situation first.

With the thought, his figure flashed and appeared in Tianxu Palace.

Ye Xiyu happened to be in the palace at this time.

Seeing the master arriving, she bowed.

"Disciple pays homage to master."

Chen Zun waved his hand: "No need to be polite, what does the old man who wants to see me look like?"

Ye Xiyu thought for a while and said: "My disciple can't describe it. I only know that his beard and hair are all white, his face is old and haggard, and his body is lifeless. I'm afraid his life span will be over."

End of life?

Chen Zun asked again: "Then did he say where he came from and what his name was?"

"He claimed to be from the Tianyuan Sect. He only said that he was an old friend of the master and said nothing else."

Tianyuan Sect...

What a distant place name!

Chen Zun's eyes flashed, no matter who it was, he should see it.

"Bring him in."

At the same time, he became curious in his heart.

Who is this person?

Ye Xiyu took the order and went down.

Not long after, a thin old man came in with support.

Chen Zun sat on the throne, staring closely at the old man's face, searching in his mind for a while, but he couldn't remember who he was.

But why does it feel so familiar?

Just when Chen Zun guessed the old man's identity, the old man gasped slightly and looked at the throne.

He seemed to be unable to see clearly. His cloudy eyes tried to open wide, but he could only see a blurry shadow.

Chen Zun spoke at this time.

"Who are you and what do you want from me?"

When the old man heard Chen Zun's voice, his face wrinkled like tree bark showed a happy smile.

He asked Ye Xiyu to let go of him, straightened his appearance, cleared his throat, cupped his hands and said, "Fu Siyuan, a disciple of the Tianyuan Sect, meets with the Master of Tianxu Palace."

Fu Siyuan? !

Chen Zun sat up straight as a reflex and stared at the old man's face.

Finally, with a look of disbelief on his face, he was convinced that the old man in front of him was Fu Siyuan.

"Siyuan? It's really you, why are you here to see me!"

How could he have become like this in just a short time?

At this time, he could no longer sit still and walked down personally, supporting Fu Siyuan.

Fu Siyuan smiled happily and said, "Who else could it be if it wasn't me?"

Chen Zun had too many questions in his heart at this time, and said to Ye Xiyu: "You should step back first."

Ye Xiyu knew that her master was very steady, and it was rare to see him so surprised. She was also curious about Fu Siyuan's identity for a while.

Despite his curiosity, he backed away.

Chen Zun took out a chair and asked Fu Siyuan to sit down. He also sat opposite Fu Siyuan, with a complex look on his face.

After not seeing him for more than forty years, he never expected that Fu Siyuan would reach his twilight years. The young man who had always been in his mind would now only have a broken and old body.

Time is not forgiving, but God is merciless!

However, forty years ago, he saw that Fu Siyuan was in the late Nascent Soul stage. If he took the elixir, he could reach the God Refining Stage.

However, he did not make a breakthrough. Doesn't the Tianyuan Sect know that Fu Siyuan has made a great contribution to the sect and refuses to give him even a single pill?

That's too heartless!

Chen Zun pursed his lips and said with an angry expression: "Siyuan, is it because the sect didn't give you the elixir that led to the lack of breakthrough?"

Fu Siyuan heard Chen Zun's dissatisfaction and explained: "It's not what you think. The sect is very good to me. I just don't want to accept the elixir."

"Confused!"

Chen Zun was stunned for a moment and breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking that the Tianyuan Sect would not be so ruthless now that it was in decline, but thinking that Fu Siyuan had refused the elixir that he had given him before, and now he had refused the elixir from the sect again, he was furious and his temper was rising.

He cursed in a tone that said he hated iron but could not become steel: "How can you be more stubborn than me? If you don't take the elixir, you will have no hope of becoming a god. You will die. You are asking for your own death."

He was too angry and spoke in a hurry, and for a moment he didn't take into account that the friendship between the two was no longer the same as before.

In his eyes, he naturally didn't want Fu Siyuan to seek death, but in his current form, he had a way, but it was really difficult to help Fu Siyuan break through.

Although Fu Siyuan was scolded by Chen Zun, he still felt warm in his heart.

He shook his head and said: "It's the same sentence I said back then. If I break through, I'm lucky. If I don't break through, that's what my fate should be. For me, life and death have long been ignored."

Chen Zun sighed, not knowing what to say.

But since Fu Siyuan is here, he naturally wants to extend his life. At present, he still has some longevity elixirs, so he took them out.

"This is the longevity pill. You take it first and talk about it after you break through to the God Refining."

He doesn't have many friends in Tianluo Continent. Now that Fu Siyuan is in trouble, he will not sit idly by.

With that said, he was about to pour out a few pills for Fu Siyuan to take.

Fu Siyuan grabbed Chen Zun's wrist and pushed the pill away.

"No need, my life is about to end. These hard-earned things only extend my pain. You should keep them for yourself in case you don't need them."

Chen Zun was anxious: "But your longevity..."

Fu Siyuan's attitude was firm: "Everyone has his own destiny, there is no need to force it."

Chen Zun's eyes dimmed, thinking that he disliked his reputation as a demon and was unwilling to accept him because of what happened back then.

After a moment of silence, he sighed and said, "Siyuan, are you still blaming me for what I did back then and why you don't want to accept my gift?"

"If it was your fault for what happened back then, I wouldn't drag my body all the way to see you for the last time."

"Then you don't blame me, why don't you accept it?"

Fu Siyuan looked at Chen Zun who looked a little happy, smiled, and said seriously: "The purpose of my coming here to find you is not to extend my longevity, but to settle a big regret. Otherwise, Siyuan will die with his eyes closed, and I hope you can do it for me." Clear up the confusion.”

Seeing that he really refused to accept it, Chen Zun sighed secretly and put the elixir away.

Since Fu Siyuan insisted on committing suicide, he had no choice but to feel a little sad inside.

Suppressing the trace of sadness in his heart, he tried his best to calm down and said: "You said, I will tell you everything I know, and I will tell you everything."

Fu Siyuan said solemnly: "It's the time you killed the sect leader. After so many years, Siyuan still finds it hard to believe that you would do such a thing."

"There must be some reasons that are not humane. I hope that my great-uncle, for the sake of me, a dying person, can help me clear up my doubts."