Chapter 287 Senior Xiao Se
In Xueyue City, a tavern near Dengtian Pavilion.
Xiao Se was still sitting at the wine table, Xiao Chuhe was standing about ten feet away from him, Sikong Qianluo, Li Fansong, Feixuan, Chi Tu and a donkey were standing between the first two, staring at each other with surprise and disbelief on their faces.
"Hey, hey. Is this true? You two look so much alike. If you weren't standing together, I would believe you were the same person." Sikong Qianluo looked at Xiao Se, then at Xiao Chuhe, and discovered that the two of them looked like they were almost cast in the same mold.
"Lei Wujie also said the same thing as you." Xiao Chuhe sighed, walked to the table opposite Xiao Se and sat down, and arched his hands towards Xiao Se: "May I know who you are?"
"Xiao Se." Xiao Se said lightly.
As he finished speaking, Li Fansong, who was standing behind Xiao Chuhe, also came over, nodded and saluted, and said excitedly: "Senior, could it be that you are the Xiao Se who once cut off the Snow Moon Sword Immortal Tingyu Sword with one sword in Qingcheng Mountain?"
"Are you Zhao Yuzhen's disciple?" Xiao Se asked knowingly.
"Senior, it is you. My master has been talking about you a lot these years." Li Fansong smiled and then introduced respectfully: "I am Li Fansong, a disciple of Qingcheng Mountain. This is my junior brother Feixuan. Please don't be offended if he likes to boss my junior uncle around."
"Hello, Senior Xiao Se." Feixuan nodded and saluted.
"No need to be so polite. Please take a seat, my two nephews." Xiao Se said with a suppressed smile.
A few people sat down. The originally spacious wine shop suddenly became a little crowded.
"What's going on? Not only do you two look the same, you have the same name as well. Could you be biological brothers? No, even if you are biological brothers, you can't look so similar. Are you twins? No, either. You two seem to be a little different in age." Sikong Qianluo sat in the empty seat between Xiao Se and Xiao Chuhe, his face full of question marks.
"Don't worry, Miss Sikong, I have nothing to do with your brother Xiao Se. Our appearance and name are just a coincidence." Xiao Se said lightly.
"Xiao Se, is what he said true?" Sikong Qianluo looked at Xiao Chuhe. At this moment, she was confused. The two had the same name and their faces were not much different. It was really hard to recognize them. If they were not dressed differently, she would have been confused.
"This senior is right." Xiao Chuhe poured himself a glass of wine.
"Senior again? These two old Taoist priests call him senior, and now even you call him senior. Who is he exactly?" Sikong Qianluo asked in confusion.
"Just ask your father and you'll know the answer." Xiao Chuhe picked up the wine glass and drank it all.
"Father?" Sikong Qianluo looked around. At this moment, there was no sign of Sikong Changfeng. "Strange. Where is my father?"
Seeing Sikong Qianluo's bewildered look, Li Fansong, who was sitting opposite her, smiled and bowed to Xiao Se, then explained to Sikong Qianluo, "Let me explain. This senior Xiao Se is of the same generation as your father, the Spear Immortal Sikong Changfeng, and my teacher, the Taoist Sword Immortal Zhao Yuzhen. He had a sparring match with your Second City Lord of Xueyue City, Xueyue Sword Immortal, ten years ago."
"At that time, the Tingyu Sword of the Snow Moon Sword Immortal was cut off by this senior's sword. The Snow Moon Sword we are using now was given to us by him." Xiao Chuhe added.
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"How is this possible?" Sikong Qianluo looked incredulous, staring at Xiao Se and exclaimed, "He looks about the same age as me, maybe even younger than you guys. How is this possible?"
Xiao Chuhe took over the topic and explained, "It's not impossible. Martial artists below the first rank are only considered warriors, and those above the first rank are considered masters. The first rank is divided into four realms. The first realm is the Vajra Ordinary Realm. The second realm is the Free Earth Realm. The third realm is the Free Heaven Realm. There are many people who have reached these three realms. Including your father, the Spear Immortal Sikong Changfeng, and the white-haired immortal from the Heaven Beyond Heaven last time, they are all at the Free Heaven Realm level."
"As for the fourth realm, the Mysterious Realm of Divine Wandering, it only exists in legends. Among the people currently known, three may have reached this level. The first is overseas. The second is your Snow Moon City's second city lord, the Snow Moon Sword Immortal Li Hanyi. The third is the one in front of you. At this level, he has surpassed the human lifespan of 100 years and is close to being an immortal. So don't judge his age by appearance."
Sikong Qianluo swallowed and looked at Xiao Se again, his eyes full of awe: "Xiao Se. Oh no, Senior Xiao Se, can you tell me how old you are?"
Hearing this, Xiao Chuhe also looked at him expectantly.
As for Li Fansong and Feixuan, their eyes had never left Xiao Se since they sat down. They had long been fascinated by this senior who was highly respected by their teachers.
Seeing the expectant looks on the four people's faces, Xiao Se almost got internal injuries. It's true that my age in two lives combined is about thirty years old, so he deserves to be called a senior.
"Cough." Xiao Se coughed lightly and reported his age in two lives: "Thirty-four."
Thirty-four?
As soon as these three words came out, Sikong Qianluo, Li Fansong, and Feixuan covered their mouths in disbelief. Even Xiao Chuhe couldn't help but tremble. Xiao Se really looked too young. At first glance, he was only sixteen or seventeen years old. Maybe even younger than Sikong Qianluo.
"Senior, oh no, idol, have you already broken through to the legendary Divine Wandering Realm? You don't know, my master Zhao Yuzhen is two years younger than you, but he is already a middle-aged uncle with a beard." Li Fansong said excitedly.
"The same goes for my father. He is only a few years older than you, but he looks like he is twenty years older than you." Sikong Qianluo continued.
"Hehe. There is no end to learning in the martial arts. You all have good talents. There is still hope that you can surpass your elders and take that step in the future." Xiao Se's mouth twitched. He felt that he was about to fail.
Hearing Xiao Se's words, Xiao Chuhe was startled, staring at Xiao Se in front of him. His teacher, Ji Ruofeng, once told him that only a master in the Mysterious Realm could cure the hidden disease in his body. This was one of the reasons why he followed Lei Wujie to Xueyue City, in order to find Li Hanyi who might break through the Mysterious Realm to treat him. Now it was very likely that a master in the Mysterious Realm was right in front of him, and even with his temperament, he couldn't help but be tempted.
Just as Xiao Chuhe was thinking, a commotion came from the Dengtian Pavilion not far away: "Look, the boy in red has already passed the twelfth floor."
As the voice fell, the crowd was in an uproar again. Lei Wujie ran through the crowded crowd and ran all the way on the main road. When he passed by the wine shop, he saw the familiar figures of Xiao Chuhe and others. He was stunned for a moment, then turned back, snatched the wine glass from Xiao Chuhe's hand, and drank it all in one gulp: "I'm so thirsty."