Chapter 5239: return to the past

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

"Is it possible 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 Death, you have misunderstood. It is precisely because I know you that I will use this low-level method to test."

"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 the face of a young man, the aura displayed on his body 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 the Wushuang Scholar's questions with a clear conscience, this would truly make the Wushuang Scholar wary.

Now he directly rejected Wushuang Scholar's question session face to face, which actually confirmed his identity in his mind.

"Now that we have determined each other's identities, let's talk about our respective discoveries."

Now that his identity has been revealed, Zhang Yifeng is naturally too lazy to disguise himself and just pulls up a chair next to him 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 actually put 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 were to 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."

The Wushuang scholar looked sincere when he spoke, without any intention of lying, which showed 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 Taoist Wushuang, as far as I know your identity here, you should be the young disciple of the head Tianfanzi."

"You're all staying at home, so why would you come up with such a destructive device?"

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 the chair that is readily available in this room has been treated in this way, there is no need to mention the various other furniture and decorations.

"Home?"

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, wasn't what Fanzi said to me that day 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 said 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 the words he spoke made Zhang Yifeng feel like he was in a fog.

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 just sneered a few times in response. After all, he really had no interest in telling outsiders about these things.

Likewise, this is also a knot buried deep in the heart of Wushuang Scholar.

After receiving a cold snort that was almost approved by Wushuang Scholar, Zhang Yifeng's expression gradually turned cold.

He didn't know what the situation was now.

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 I unexpectedly learned that I was actually transported back in time and sent to the small world where Wushuang Scholar lived when he was a boy.

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

Wushuang Scholar is still young, how long ago must that 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 definitely encounter an unprecedented disaster.

"Well, I advised you at that time not to touch the ancient jade at will, but you just didn't listen."

The many thoughts in Zhang Yifeng's mind finally turned into a sigh and expressed his thoughts 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 invisible 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 attack him directly.

But now that Zhang Yifeng has quickly accepted the reality, Wushuang scholar really has never thought about it.

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

But Zhang Yifeng was not mentally prepared in advance like him, and 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."