The old man admired the young man's writing and suddenly shook his head and said with a smile: "I wrote it wrong. I wrote it wrong."

"Um?"

Qi Wuhuo looked down, but didn't see a single wrong word.

The old man pointed with his finger and said with a smile: "Look, it's been five years since Jingyun, why are you still writing about Jingyun's four years?"

"Jingyun's fifth year? But..."

The young Taoist was stunned. He clearly remembered that he was leaving to celebrate Jingyun's fourth year.

At that time, I was chatting with Li Puyu’s uncle and he was talking about "Dengji Deyin" three years ago.

The old man didn't believe him when he saw him, so he couldn't help laughing and said: "Young man, don't think that I can't remember clearly when I get old."

"The "Dengji Deyin" was promulgated four years ago. Old man, I got the benefits and was able to return home. How could I not remember it clearly?"

Four years ago? "Dengji Deyin"

Qi Wuhuo was stunned. Countless possibilities flashed through his mind in an instant. He clearly hadn't left for that long.

Putting aside the experience on that island, the time spent on the boat was only one day and one night. How could it last for a year?

His thoughts suddenly paused.

I thought of the sloppy fortune teller’s sneer and half-smiling expression today.

‘Yesterday?’

'If it were yesterday, nothing happened, little Taoist priest.'

A ridiculous idea appeared in the young Taoist's mind.

"I meditated on that river for a full year?!"

That's when he realized this.

It's as if the barrier between knowledge and vision has been broken.

The vitality in the body suddenly began to change.

Several turns, and then——
Chapter completed!