What he was holding in his hand was also a somewhat worn book. The yellowed book was a little damaged, but from the remaining pages, Shen Qingyi seemed to see a person's name.
The mark on the palm of his hand suddenly calmed down at this moment, but Shen Qingyi seemed to feel the sadness spreading from Zhu Sheng.
A gust of wind blew by.
"Hurrah! Hurrah!"
The pages of the book were blown by the wind, turning one page after another.
Almost all of those names were crossed out.
The sadness grew stronger.
The pages turned faster and faster, and the densely packed names almost occupied the entire huge book.
And as those names flashed by, they turned into another name.
The speed was obviously very fast, but Shen Qingyi seemed to see every name clearly.
So when the word "Mu Qing" appeared again, Shen Qingyi couldn't help but hold his breath.
When several names recorded in the world of immortal cultivation appeared one after another, Shen Qingyi seemed to understand something.
"Bang!"
Shen Qingyi bowed to the man and the book.
"Junior Shen Qingyi from Pankong Realm, nice to meet you seniors."
The wind suddenly stopped and the pages of the book stopped turning.
On the page where the text stopped, the words "Jingshan" suddenly appeared.
When Shen Qing saw those two words, he froze.
Jingshan...
Her teacher in her previous life was also called Jingshan.
The teacher said that the name Jingshan was given to himself.
He said, "There is too much suffering in the world, and too much helplessness. The world is like a furnace, and everyone is being forged. For some people, being alive is the most fortunate thing, while others suffer their whole lives, doing everything they can just to survive, because only by surviving can they see the dawn of hope... I am not talented, but I hope that despite all the suffering in the world, I can return this world to a prosperous era..."
At that time, she and other students were half confused and only knew about the teacher's "sentimentality" from the jokes of some other teachers.
"Nowadays, we have a prosperous era! Everyone has something to do, and the people live and work in peace and contentment! Everything is peaceful and joyful! Why should Jingshan make such a ridiculous wish?"
Jing Shanmu's smile was like the spring breeze in March, gentle yet unrestrained.
"teacher……"
Shen Qingyi couldn't help but mutter to himself.
"Who are you?"
An old voice came from the wind, and Shen Qingyi looked around suddenly.
But she found that there were countless translucent people like her standing beside her without her knowing when.
Those people looked at her with some confusion. Following their gaze, Shen Qingyi suddenly looked towards the place where she was kneeling.
The half-kneeling person there had disappeared. Shen Qing only saw a pair of crescent-white boots and moved his gaze upwards.
She found that someone was standing in front of her kneeling.
"You little brat, don't you want to be Shen Ru's disciple? Shen Ru doesn't accept disciples! Right? Hahaha!"
The others couldn't help but burst into laughter when they heard this.
The hearty laughter around made Shen Qingyi look at Shen Ru again.
The old man was dressed in a light blue Confucian robe, his figure was as graceful as a bamboo, and he exuded an air of elegance.
A pair of eyes, bright and clear, wise and loving.
Shen Ru stretched out a hand and gently lifted up Shen Qingyi who was kneeling on the ground.
"May I have your name?"
"Junior...Junior..."
What's her name? In a trance, Shen Qingyi wanted to speak, but seemed to have forgotten her name.
"Hahaha! Look at this little kid! He even forgot his own name?! I guess he came here today because he wanted you, Mr. Shen, to give him a name, right? Hahaha!"
Shen Ru smiled faintly.
"Where are you from, little doll?"
Shen Qingyi blurted out.
"The younger generation comes from a prosperous era."
Shen Qingyi's words made the surrounding noises stop immediately.
"Golden Age? What golden age?"
"Is there such a place in the Floating Myriad Realms?"
"There are so many places in the Floating Ten Thousand Realms, three thousand big worlds, three thousand medium worlds, three thousand small worlds, there are so many places you don't know about!"
Shen Ru didn't seem to have heard of this place either.
"Prosperous Era? Which region controls it?"
Shen Qingyi didn't know which area was under her control, but she knew that the first place she entered after arriving in the world of cultivation was Pankong Realm.
"Pankong Realm."
"Oh! Pankong Realm! Little kid! You're quite brave! Chen Ru was born in Pankong Realm! Is there any place in Pankong Realm that he doesn't know?"
Chen Ru recalled how familiar he was with the Pankong Realm. There was no need to think too much about it. From his birth to his ascension to the Three Thousand Great Worlds and the beginning of his taking over the Pankong Realm, he was familiar with every piece of land there.
He even had impressions of the villages on the mortal continent.
After all, how can I not be familiar with that place when I watch it grow little by little every day?
But there has never been a land called prosperous times.
And why is the place named so irrationally?
What does prosperous times mean?
"Prosperous Era? Not good, it sounds like life and death. This name is not a good one."
"No! A prosperous age refers to the prosperity of that world! It's the beautiful world that everyone longs for!"
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other.
Chen Ru frowned slightly, and after careful consideration, he smiled.
"It's quite interesting."
"You say you come from a prosperous age. Although I've never heard of or seen a prosperous age, this world is vast. I haven't attained sainthood, so it's not surprising that there are things I haven't seen or heard of. If you... tell me about the 'prosperous age' today, I'll give you one."
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