In the old residence.
Chen Xun, Big Black Ox, and Ji Kun sat around the stove brewing tea. The house was open and bright, and spirit beasts and ferocious beasts often passed by outside, occasionally peering in through the windows with delight shining in their eyes.
"Yes. Ouyang Boxiao had hidden himself far too deeply. If he had truly targeted me, I probably would not even have had the chance to become an immortal."
"Hehe, Junior Brother, there is no need to belittle yourself. A man like that held all living beings beneath heaven in his heart and used the grand currents of the world as his chessboard. How could he possibly single out one cultivator for targeting?"
Ji Kun smiled with emotion, his expression unusually weathered. "For a great cultivator who had reached such a position, his breadth of mind and grand vision had long surpassed anything ordinary people could imagine."
Chen Xun could not help speaking of Ouyang Boxiao. It was as if, no matter how many ages passed, this man's figure and deeds would never blur in his heart.
"Moo~" Big Black Ox quietly remained between them. From time to time, it chuckled foolishly; from time to time, it let out a couple of moos. Its simple-minded foolishness was rather adorable. It seemed that merely listening to them reminisce was already the greatest enjoyment in the world.
Chen Xun began with the Heaven-Opening Era of the Immortal Realm, while Ji Kun listened with a faint smile to Chen Xun's endless "nonsense."
No one knew how long they spoke.
Chen Xun's expression gradually turned solemn. "Senior Brother Ji, I personally severed the mountains-and-rivers foundation of the Boundless Hegemon Clans, and even that of the human race. I know Old Ox has already told you, but I do not