Lin Yu was unable to get an answer from the Fallen Black Phoenix and had to return empty-handed.
Unfortunately, Feng Nianzhi has just recovered from a serious illness, and it is inconvenient for Lin Yu to disturb her in such a hurry. On the other hand, the black-robed high priest is on his way, and Lin Yu cannot contact him for the time being.
For the next few nights, Lin Yu dreamed of the Peerless Daoist.
When Lin Yu first met the Peerless Daoist in the Twelve True Palaces, he only felt that the other party had an indescribable ethereal aura, but in the dream now, that feeling has turned into a very obvious sense of oppression.
Soon, Lin Yu discovered that the one feeling the pressure was not himself, but the Hongmeng System.
After all, when he first met Wushuang Daoren, the other party sensed a very special power within him.
In fact, that power originated from the Hongmeng System, but Lin Yu did not confirm his guess.
Daoist Wushuang wasn't a mind reader, and since Lin Yu 'Lin Yu excuse was reasonably plausible, Daoist Wushuang didn't think much of it.
Thinking back carefully, Lin Yu had already become wary of Wushuang Daoist from that time onwards.
Afterwards, Daoist Wushuang told Lin Yu the location of the Twelve True Palaces' methods and handed him the key. When Daoist Changshou asked Lin Yu about this, Lin Yu subconsciously hid the truth and did not intend to tell the two of them.
Although the Hongmeng System was subject to varying degrees of limitations when facing these two individuals due to environmental factors, Lin Yu had a hunch that the people he was facing were anything but ordinary.
It was a very peculiar feeling; Lin Yu inexplicably felt that the other party couldn't be completely trusted.
Since meeting the Longevity Daoist once at the Twelve True Palaces, Lin Yu had never seen him again. Instead, the Peerless Daoist frequently appeared in Lin Yu's spiritual world.
The peerless Daoist in the spiritual world didn't say a word, but looked at Lin Yu with a cold gaze.
Lin Yu could sense that although the other party seemed carefree and unrestrained, the way he looked at him was no different from how he looked at ordinary mountains, rivers, and plants.
This was the first time Lin Yu had felt such a gaze since arriving in the fantasy world. Far from feeling fear, he found it rather novel.
Since the high priest in black robes had not yet arrived at the Netherworld Immortal Realm, Lin Yu, unable to wait any longer, went to find Daoist Shouyang first.
The Daoist priest of Shouyang was very pleased to see Lin Yu's visit, and he had a great fondness for this young man.
After all, most cultivators of this era were no different from naive children in the eyes of Daoist Shouyang, but Lin Yu possessed a maturity that surpassed that of ordinary cultivators.
Such a cultivator reminded Shouyang Daoist of an old friend from a previous era, so he naturally welcomed Lin Yu's arrival.
Upon hearing the name of the Longevity Daoist, the Shouyang Daoist's expression was somewhat similar to that of the Fallen Black Phoenix, both showing a degree of bewilderment.
"Master Shouyang, before the Dao Qi era began, I heard that there was a Daoist named Changshou who perished both in body and spirit." Lin Yu didn't keep Master Shouyang in suspense and went straight to the point about his topic today.
"Well... you're right. Actually, many cultivators in the last era knew about things that happened then, but unfortunately, people in this era know very little about them."
"I've heard about this matter before, but as you know, young friend, I'm the only cultivator openly speaking about things from the previous era," said Daoist Shouyang with a hint of melancholy.
"The story of the Longevity Daoist is over a hundred years old. That era has ended, and all the cultivators from that era have vanished without a trace. But why are you suddenly bringing up his affairs? What's going on?"
The Daoist priest of Shouyang asked Lin Yu curiously.
That's just how this young man is; he always manages to give him unexpected surprises.
Faced with the questioning from Daoist Shouyang, Lin Yu simply shook his head. "It's nothing. I just heard that Daoist Shouyang retained some distinctive features after his body and soul were destroyed."
"After all, for a cultivator, this is tantamount to true death."
"But I'd like to ask, does this Longevity Daoist have any obvious distinguishing features, neither physical nor physical?"
Lin Yu still didn't want to give up; he always felt that this matter was inextricably linked to the Longevity Daoist.
Now, Lin Yu's best breakthrough point is the Daoist Shouyang.
"Senior, I wonder if you have ever seen the true face of this Daoist of Longevity? This junior only wishes to know what he looks like."
Lin Yu asked the question, but didn't voice his true suspicions.
When Lin Yu faced the Longevity Daoist, he only refrained from handing him over based on his instincts.
Lin Yu now doesn't know whether his decision was good or bad.
He felt that these two things had inexplicably come together, and it was definitely not a coincidence, but rather as if someone had done it on purpose.
If that's really the case, then it's terrible.
Thinking bigger, perhaps Lin Yu's current predicament in the Dao Qi era is all part of that person's plan.
No matter what Lin Yu does or who he meets, that person is confident they can keep Lin Yu in suspense and keep him in the Dao Qi era.
Upon hearing this, Daoist Shouyang asked, "Young friend, do you mean you've met a cultivator who calls himself Daoist Changshou, or perhaps you've met Daoist Changshou himself?"
"But according to what I said before, the Longevity Daoist shouldn't exist here at all."
"Young friend, there's a question I'm not sure if I should ask."
"To be honest, junior, I've long since disregarded matters of strength."
Upon hearing this, Daoist Shouyang took a deep breath and then said, "The ability you mentioned isn't unique to Daoist Shouyang; I know quite a few others who possess similar abilities."
"But whether the Daoist priest you met was an imposter or not, I have no way of saying, after all, it's hard to say."
Lin Yu said somewhat dejectedly, "You mean...?"
Upon hearing this, Daoist Shouyang nodded thoughtfully. He indeed could not be certain that the person in front of him at that time was Daoist Changshou.
"This is just my guess. Is the Longevity Daoist you met really the Longevity Daoist, or was he someone in disguise?" The Fallen Longevity Daoist uttered words remarkably similar to those of the Fallen Black Phoenix.
Lin Yu naturally knew that no matter how long-lived the Daoist was, he couldn't have reached this level, let alone broken through the limitations of the Great Dao.