"So? You still want me to compensate you in turn!" The old man fried chestnuts laughed angrily.

"I don't dare! But if the senior insists on giving it, the junior will not refuse." Ning Fan.

"..." The old man fried chestnuts.

"..." Ning Fan.

The air became silent for a moment.

"The person who brought you to the path of cultivation is definitely not Zi Dou!" After a long time, the old man fried Li spoke again and asserted.

"How did senior know this?" Ning Fan.

"Zi Dou is not so shameless." The old man said.

Ah sneeze.

In Qimei City in the Rain Realm, a certain old man Han with a wretched face sneezed for no reason.

"Oh? From the senior's tone, it seems that he has great respect for my Master Zi Dou?" Ning Fan was surprised.

He could understand the feelings of Immortal Ziwei because he had the dignity of being a rebel and would not take action against Zi Dou's descendants; but he did not quite understand the feelings of Immortal Ziwei who admired Immortal Emperor Zi Dou so much.

That’s not to say that Immortal Emperor Zi Dou is not worthy of admiration.

The main reason is that the people who admire Zi Dou are not right.

According to Ning Fan's speculation, the old man roasting chestnuts in front of him should be some form of existence of Immortal Emperor Ziwei. A loser who was also a rebel saint but was killed by Immortal Emperor Zidou. It is really possible that he could ignore his past grievances and respect his enemy so much.

What?

The more I think about it, the weirder it gets.

Could it be...that my guess about this person's identity is wrong?

"You are indeed wrong in your guess. I am not Ziwei, and it was not me who was killed by Zi Dou." The old man fried Li replied as if he could guess Ning Fan's thoughts.

"Then senior is..." Ning Fan was greatly surprised.

The aura of this old man roasting chestnuts is clearly the same as the aura left by Immortal Emperor Zi Dou. Why would he say that he is not Immortal Emperor Ziwei...

"If you really want to know who I am, you can find it in the trial. If you are skilled enough, you can know the answer." The old man obviously didn't want to explain anymore.

"Then junior..."

"Go back and continue the trial! Don't do anything beyond the algorithm! The time node will be reset to when you first entered the Snow Temple. As for the Lan Daofeng... Humph! From now on, the Holy Son trial will be repeated again.

Wulan Dao seals this person, and all cause and effect will be corrected by the laws of heaven set by me!"

Without giving Ning Fan any more chance to speak, time and space began to move forward.

A few breaths later, Ning Fan returned to the moment when he first entered the Snow Temple.

At this moment, there are still several tenants in the Snow Temple who are bargaining with the steward of the Snow Temple, but that steward is no longer Lan Daofeng, but has been replaced by someone else by the laws of heaven.

"It's a pity that I couldn't get compensation from Senior Chaoli..." Ning Fan felt regretful.

At the same time, in the depths of the endless wind and snow, an old man dressed in purple clothes looked at Ning Fan with a strange look on his face.

"This boy is shameless, but he is indeed a talent. It's a pity that he is not my disciple, but fortunately, he is not a pure descendant of Zi Dou, but he was led astray by someone from the beginning.

In this way, as a disciple, I can't be considered too complete a loser to Zi Dou."

"I am not Ziwei, but I am also Ziwei. Unfortunately, it is the part that was calculated out. Since I have lost my existence, I am not Ziwei. I don't know if this kid can see through this."
Chapter completed!