In a trance, there were flowing stars stretching for thousands of miles around, and an atmosphere spanning the endless river of time, mixed with vicissitudes and antiquity, spread out.
The next second, Zhang Ling opened his eyes again, only to find that the surroundings were extremely unfamiliar, a pitch-black night with a starry sky.
This is a corridor with many reliefs, statues, and carvings, standing in rows. It is surrounded by brick walls and tiles, bells and drums, and jade pavilions, making it look like a Taoist temple.
Zhang Ling thought to himself, could it be that I have left the big world and entered this small world in my true body?
The next second, he suddenly felt mentally exhausted, as if his body had been hollowed out.
[Name: Zhang Ling]
Age: 1110
[Remaining life span: 1000]
[Immortal Position: Unclassed God of Good and Evil]
[Realm: Nine Realms of Celestial Immortal]
[Magic Powers: Knowing Time, Knowing the Land, Opening Walls, Summoning People, Walking on Earth, Marrying Dreams, Invisibility, Carrying Mountains, Great Strength, Rock Leaping, Creating Mist, Flying Swords, Yellow and White, Talisman Water, Five Thunders Method]
[Perfect Great Divine Power: Zhu Xian, Zhu Xian Sword Formation]
[Longevity Blessings: Spiritual Field (mu), Spiritual Pond (mu), Spiritual Mountain (mu)]
Zhang Ling felt that his life span had been reduced by thousands of years!
I couldn't help but feel surprised.
Is this what is meant by traveling through other mysterious small worlds and exhausting the lifespan required to fight against the wear and tear of different time rivers?
I had not only heard the God on Duty say this before, but I had also heard the Noisy Monkey talk about this.
But when it was Zhang Ling's turn this time, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised. How could his life span be reduced so much!
If it weren't for his solid foundation and decent background, he would have died of old age before his real body entered this small world, accelerating the arrival of the five signs of decay.
"Who are you? You're playing tricks on me! Come out!"
Just as Zhang Ling was thinking, he suddenly heard a cold voice coming from outside the corridor.
When he looked over with his mind, he found a voluptuous woman in black Taoist robes, who looked like she was in her thirties or forties. She had delicate facial features and a graceful and elegant look. Her hair was tied up with a redwood hairpin, towering like a butterfly, showing her dignity and elegance.
Are you talking about me?
Zhang Ling scanned the surroundings with his mind and found that there was no third person. He was certain that the female Taoist priest might know that there was a stranger in the corridor.
The young man in green took a step forward, and his true form appeared before the female Taoist priest.
The other party was visibly stunned for a moment, then revealed a stern expression and said, "Are you a new disciple from the men's ward? Why are you here in the women's ward's corridor in the middle of the night?"
A new disciple in the men's college?
What's going on?
Zhang Ling frowned slightly and counted with his fingers, but found that the secret was obscure and difficult to understand.
Could it be that I have gained a new identity by traveling through this world?
That's impossible. I came here in my real body, so how could I have a legacy identity?
The female Taoist priest saw the young man in blue clothes in front of her, with a handsome face and a tall figure. His eyebrows and demeanor were full of stunning temperament, just like an immortal from heaven. However, judging by his aura, he was just an ordinary mortal. It seemed that he was indeed a new disciple. She couldn't help but calm down her anger and said, "Go back to the men's courtyard quickly. How can you behave like this?"
But I also saw the young man in blue standing there motionless, with a confused look on his face.
The female Taoist priest thought for a moment and then said, "Are you lost?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ling simply nodded. Since the other party said that he was a new disciple in the men's school, he might as well follow the fate and go to the men's school to take a look.
We are unfamiliar with the place and the destiny is obscure and difficult to predict. We are not in a hurry to cut off ties with the other party to avoid alerting them. If unnecessary trouble is caused, it will be a waste of both parties' time.
"You are indeed a new disciple in the Men's College, but how did you even get here? Well, I won't make things difficult for you today, but don't act so absurdly in the future. If you attract gossip, how will you cope with it?"
After the female Taoist priest finished speaking, she turned and walked in a certain direction: "Follow me!"
Seeing this, Zhang Ling quickly followed, but he also had to go around in circles before finally arriving at a cloud bridge connecting two peaks.
"After crossing this bridge is the men's courtyard, go quickly!" The female Taoist priest stood quietly by the side, as if she wanted to watch Zhang Ling go there with her own eyes.
The cloud bridge in front of us is located between two mountain peaks, with a cliff and a deep valley below. It is dark here, and we can vaguely hear the whistling wind and the fog is thick.
"Thank you!"
Zhang Ling bowed to the female Taoist priest, looked straight ahead, and strode towards the Cloud Bridge. Soon he disappeared into the night.
The female Taoist priest shook her head and said, "Fortunately, those girls didn't see it, otherwise who knows what kind of trouble would have happened!"
"But is this person really lost? Could it be that they have already withdrawn the disciples patrolling the back mountain? Is there any deeper meaning behind this?"
…
After Zhang Ling walked across the cloud bridge, he finally arrived at the entrance of a mountain. Next to it stood a bluestone sword stele with the words: Nanyuan!
Seeing this, Zhang Ling thought that he had misheard the words of the female Taoist priest. It was not the men's courtyard, but the South Courtyard!
Continue walking forward. This is not the main entrance to the mountain, but rather a small path to the back mountain.
After walking a few hundred steps, I saw an open-air square in front of me. The ground was paved with bluestone, and then there were towering and interconnected palaces, pavilions and towers.
Soon, three or five male Taoist priests in white robes flew over, riding swords on the wind. They landed on the ground and looked at Zhang Ling carefully, sizing him up and down in appearance and clothing.
One of them frowned slightly and asked, "Which academy are you from? Why are you wandering around so late at night without wearing a Taoist robe?"
Zhang Ling saw a sword pattern on the man's cuffs and collar, with four small words written on it: Five Thunder Sword Temple.
Five Thunder Sword Temple?
Nanyuan?
Zhang Ling had an epiphany in his mind, realizing that a hint of divine inspiration had been revealed at this moment. He immediately counted on his fingers and understood.
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