One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"The art of transformation involves incorporating all things to gain a perspective on the universe. Transforming into a bird is just one example of it."

"Oh—I understand."

Zhang Tianyi nodded in sudden realization.

He then withdrew the lightning and sat cross-legged on the large blue stone again.

He looked Zhou Sheng up and down, a hint of approval in his eyes:

"You're something else, kid."

"I didn't expect that your cultivation level has improved quite a bit after so many years."

"That transformation technique just now almost fooled my mental network."

"If it weren't for your lewd look, I would have roasted you like wild game."

Zhou Sheng sighed helplessly, walked to the stream, and without caring about the dirt, sat down on a rock next to Zhang Tianyi.

He also copied Zhang Tianyi and put his feet into the water.

"Second Brother, you flatter me."

"So what if you've improved? You still saw through it so easily."

Zhou Sheng turned his head and his gaze fell on Zhang Tianyi's young, handsome, and vibrant face.

His eyes became somewhat unfocused, filled with envy and a deep weariness.

"Second Senior Brother, do you know?"

"Just now, I was up in the tree, watching you fight with those kids over a chicken leg, watching you soak your feet here so carefree..."

I really envy you.

Zhang Tianyi raised an eyebrow, said nothing, and continued to listen to his nonsense.

Zhou Sheng looked at the flowing stream and said in a low voice:

"More than seventy years ago, you were the most carefree and unrestrained one among our group."

"At that time, we were all desperately pursuing the so-called Dao, even at the cost of betraying our masters and causing chaos in the world."

"And you..."

Zhou Sheng smiled, a bittersweet smile tinged with memories:

"Back then, you were drinking, eating meat, fighting, and cursing on the mountain."

"You live more authentically than anyone else, and more...freely than anyone else."

"Nowadays..."

Zhou Sheng raised his hand, looked at his own wrinkled and calloused hands, and then at Zhang Tianyi's smooth, jade-like skin:

Seventy-five years have passed.

"Among us old guys, some are dead, some are in hiding, and some have gone mad."

"In pursuit of that so-called great freedom, I have turned myself into this person, hiding here and there, not daring to show my true face to anyone."

"And you..."

Zhou Sheng looked at Zhang Tianyi, his eyes gleaming:

"Your appearance remains unchanged, and your original aspirations remain the same."

"Still so young, so domineering, so...unrestrained."

"This state of complete freedom, without any constraints... is the life I have always wanted."

Chapter 83 The Dragon and the Tiger of Longhu Mountain!

After listening to this long and detailed explanation, I felt deeply moved.

The air was still for a few seconds.

"Snapped."

Zhang Tianyi reached out and swatted a mosquito that had landed on his leg.

Then, he looked at Zhou Sheng with the same expression he'd given an idiot, and rolled his eyes dramatically.

"Hey Lao Zhou."

"Did you damage your brain through cultivation?"

"Or... have you been wandering around for too long and caught that... 'intellectual syndrome'?"

Zhou Sheng was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

"What else do you mean?"

Zhang Tianyi scoffed and pointed to his own nose:

"You envy me?"

"You're envious of me for nothing!"

Zhang Tianyi lifted her feet out of the water, creating a splash:

"Why don't you go and find out how I, this Daoist, have spent these past seventy-five years?"

"I was sealed in that dry well! I slept for seventy-five years in that dark, sunless underground!"

"Is that freedom? That's prison! That's life imprisonment!"

Zhang Tianyi grew increasingly angry as she spoke; although her tone wasn't harsh, her urge to vent was boundless.

"In these seventy-five years, do you know how many meals of roast chicken I've missed? How many drinks I've missed? How many beautiful girls I've missed?"

"I've only been out here for a few days!"

"You've been traveling all over the world for over seventy years, seeing all the changes and prosperity of this world, going wherever you want."

"Now you come to me and say you envy me?"

Zhang Tianyi leaned closer to Zhou Sheng and poked his shoulder with a finger:

"Old Zhou, you can't be too Versailles-like in your life."

"You're just... not appreciating your good fortune, having nothing better to do than eat your fill."

Zhou Sheng was speechless for a long time after Zhang Tianyi's barrage of words.

"This……"

Zhou Sheng opened his mouth, but in the end, he could only manage a bitter smile:

"Second Brother... your perspective on problems is truly... as peculiar as ever."

"Alright, stop lamenting about life."

Zhang Tianyi took out a handful of melon seeds he had taken from the banquet and gave half to Zhou Sheng:

"Come on, have some sunflower seeds."

Zhou Sheng took the melon seeds but didn't eat them.

He held the sunflower seeds in his hand, slowly raised his head, and his originally cloudy eyes suddenly became incredibly sharp at that moment.

"Second Senior Brother."

Zhou Sheng's tone changed:

"Actually, my appearance this time is not simply to catch up with old friends."

"Oh?"

Zhang Tianyi cracked open a sunflower seed without even lifting her eyelids:

"Not catching up with old friends? Is it so you can borrow money? I don't have any money; it's all in your great-nephew's hands."

"No, I won't lend you money."

Zhou Sheng stood up, and his aura began to rise steadily.

The surrounding stream seemed to be drawn by some force, and began to flow backward and swirl against all reason.

"Second Senior Brother, you should remember."

"More than seventy years ago, in the world of supernatural beings, the younger generation, and even the older generation of strong individuals, could not hold their heads up in front of your Longhu Mountain."

"You and Senior Brother Zhang Zhiwei are known as the 'Dragon and Tiger' of Longhu Mountain."

"At the summit, two peaks stand side by side."

Zhou Sheng looked at Zhang Tianyi, his eyes flashing with memories and resentment:

"Back then, no matter how hard we tried or what amazing skills we mastered, we were like fireflies in front of the two of you."

“I, Zhou Sheng, refused to accept this back then.”

"In pursuit of greater power, and to see the scenery you see, I spared no expense to comprehend this extraordinary skill..."

boom!

A vast and mysterious aura instantly enveloped the surrounding environment, centered on Zhou Sheng.

Now, seventy-five years have passed.

"I have finally understood the Feng Hou Qi Men, and I have finally seen the scenery behind that door."

Zhou Sheng bowed deeply to Zhang Tianyi, who was sitting on a rock calmly eating sunflower seeds, then struck a pose as if asking for battle:

"Second Senior Brother."

"I came here today to challenge you."

"I want to see what it will be like today, more than seventy years from now."

"It's because my Feng Hou Qi Men, which can calculate everything in the world, is so powerful..."

"Your lightning element, which can shatter all laws... is still superior!"

"I want to know, what about the Twin Peaks of Longhu Mountain back then..."