Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 1055 - Chapter 1055 Chapter 657 Bumping into an Old Acquaintance

Chapter 1055: Chapter 657: Bumping into an Old Acquaintance Around the Corner Chapter 1055: Chapter 657: Bumping into an Old Acquaintance Around the Corner Feeling the man’s gaze and tone full of doubt, Sanzang and Shenming first stepped aside to make way for the people lined up behind them, and then responded with a puzzled face, “Why do you ask such a question, fellow Daoist? Don’t the two of us look like we’re here to seek a master and learn skills?”

“It’s not that you don’t look the part, it’s just that there’s something special about the aura you carry, dead and lifeless, without vitality. It feels… somewhat different from living beings. If I had to say, it’s more like those Burial Priests who have been buried in the Burial Domain for years!”

Lin Chen rubbed his forehead, pondering for a long while over his choice of words, until he finally thought of a suitable adjective.

Upon hearing this,

the previously calm faces of Sanzang and Shenming suddenly showed intense shock.

For a good while, they couldn’t make a sound, and even the movement of turning around was suddenly halted.

Before heading to the Immortal Domain, the Old Burial King had specifically hidden their Burial Priest aura for them.

That was the Old Burial King’s skill, who could have seen through it?

Indeed, that was the case.

Along the way, crossing countless Fairy Cities, and even meeting with True Immortals, not a single one of them had seen through it.

Now, they had just stepped into the legendary Willow Sacred Land and hadn’t even entered the city gates when someone had directly seen through them, which really depressed them.

However, since they had already been recognized, the two simply nodded in acknowledgment.

“Your Excellency really has keen eyesight to see at a glance that we are indeed Burial Priests,”

Sanzang clasped his hands, his lips moving slightly as he spoke, somewhat admiringly.

“Really?!” Lin Laoer slanted his eyes and scrutinized the two Golden Burial Officers in front of him once more from top to bottom, and spoke in a jar-like voice, also returning the courtesy while he spoke.

This was the etiquette of the Jianghu.

However… he was somewhat surprised; he had merely spoken off the cuff and hadn’t expected that the two individuals who looked like golden boys and jade girls were actually Burial Priests.

He naturally knew about Burial Priests.

He had seen them and also heard Lord Willow God talk about them.

However, he didn’t remember much else, only remembering that those were a group of dead people who had coincidentally given birth to new Primordial Spirits.

This was all understandable.

But what surprised him was… why would Burial Priests, who were perfectly fine, run off to the Immortal Domain, especially to the Willow Sacred Land here, and even want to register for the selection of disciples of the Holy Land…

It is known that Burial Priests have their own special lineage, and their lineage is not weak; most importantly, as Burial Priests, they need to bury themselves deep in the Burial Earth to cultivate.

Could it be that they intend to defect from the Burial Domain?

But anyone with clear eyes could tell that something was definitely not right.

It was because he couldn’t understand, his mind clouded with confusion, that Lin Laoer couldn’t help but stop Sanzang and Shenming.

“Since the two of you are Burial Priests, why would you come to our Willow Sacred Land and even want to register for the disciple selection of the Holy Land?” Lin Chen furrowed his brows, and then asked.

Sanzang and Shenming exchanged a glance, realizing that the tall and strong man in front of them must know more about the Burial Priests’ secrets, otherwise such a question wouldn’t have arisen. After deliberating, they decided not to hide anything and directly spoke up, “Truthfully, we have come to your land wishing to meet the Master of Liu Village!”

“Wanting to meet Lord Willow God is not easy…”

Lin Chen touched his own beard but did not continue to ask the reason why the two Burial Priests wanted to meet Lord Willow God. Instead, he shook his head to himself and then waved to Sanzang and Shenming, “Go on in, follow the directions indicated in the letter. Someone will come to guide you to participate in the selection later.”

After finishing speaking, Lin Laoer no longer spoke, turning to check on the people queuing up behind.

This abrupt turn of events left Sanzang and Shen Ming unexpectedly speechless, unable to say what they had planned.

They had intended to directly reveal the reason behind their visit, to see if this robust man had any means to let them skip the intermediaries and meet The Master of Liu Village directly…

After all, it shouldn’t be just anyone who is assigned to guard the gates of this Holy Land, most likely it’s someone from The Master of Liu Village himself.

But it seemed that he had chosen to ignore them, and even if they had managed to reveal their reason, they probably wouldn’t be granted a special audience.

Shen Ming felt somewhat displeased at once.

They were, after all, Golden Burial Officers and their status was exceptional even in the Burial Domain, where not even the Burial King would treat them with such indifference. Although the Willow Sacred Land was distinguished, was there really a need to make others feel so inferior?

“Don’t think too much, they probably have their reasons. Think about it, if this sturdy man could tell we’re Burial Officers, wouldn’t that legendary Master of Liu Village definitely know as well? Probably since the moment we neared this grand city, such a person had already sensed us…”

Sanzang pulled Shen Ming aside and said with a bitter smile. He didn’t harbor as many emotions and saw the situation quite clearly.

Being a Golden Burial Officer, Shen Ming was no fool and quickly caught on, immediately suppressing his thoughts while his eyes swiftly surveyed their surroundings, fearing his previous words and actions had been seen.

Seeing this, Sanzang couldn’t help but offer a bitter smile once again.

According to what Brother Cao had described and adding the information they had gathered along the way, the strength of The Master of Liu Village had likely already reached a transformative realm, and probably had already witnessed all his companion’s futile attempts.

Shen Ming realized this too, and her pale face alternated between red and pale hues, her silver teeth clenched tightly, mixed feelings of depression and deep remorse worrying that her recent impertinence had indeed been noticed, potentially sabotaging the purpose of their visit.

Even if it wasn’t entirely her fault, even a touch of it was indisputable guilt for someone who, as a Golden Burial Officer, bore responsibility.

Sanzang didn’t know how to console her and chose to remain firmly silent, not uttering a word to prevent this woman from venting her anger on him.

Sanzang’s guess was indeed correct, Jiang Hui had in fact heard all of Shen Ming’s recent grumbling, but his own realm stood firm here, transcending time, and would not concern himself with the muttered discontent of one who seemed insignificant to him.

Following the path.

Soon, the two arrived next to an ancient street.

The street was not particularly wide but was spacious enough to accommodate eight or nine horses side by side.

At the bend of the street.

A faint scent with a hint of mutton drifted leisurely into their nostrils.

Neither of the two was particularly interested in food, but they were very interested in the figure selling the lamb soup.

The Taiyin Moon Rabbit.

An old acquaintance of theirs.

Being in a strange land and suddenly encountering a familiar face with whom they shared a good relationship, one could only imagine the feeling.

Shen Ming first paused in mild surprise, then her face burst into wild joy, and she immediately strode forward.

Sanzang followed closely, neither hurrying nor lagging.

He was just a bit curious; wasn’t this rabbit supposed to go back to the Immortal Domain to cultivate? Why had it come here to the Willow Sacred Land to sell lamb soup?

Moreover, a seemingly harmless rabbit selling lamb soup–wouldn’t others find that a bit strange?