"Thirteen years and six months."
Zao Qianyang's light words made Qu Yan feel like she was struck by lightning.
She learned from Wang Xiaohua's memory that she was only twelve years old when she left the village.
So! She stayed in the Nantai Sect for a full year and six months!!!
"What's wrong with you? Why are you so shocked? So you care so much about age?"
Pan Ling'er tilted her head in confusion. Don't people who practice Taoism care about this at all?
"I...I may have been in a secret place for over a year...I always thought it was only a few months, and I thought I was still twelve."
Qu Yan's dazed look made Zao Qianyang and Pan Ling'er both laugh out loud.
"Haven't you learned how to calculate the passage of time? Or perhaps you have some small magical device for timing?"
Pan Ling'er tilted her head and asked while stuffing a small jade slip into Qu Yan's hand.
"Oh right! We haven't communicated yet, right? Hurry up and give me your..."
"cell phone?!!!"
Qu Yan stared at Pan Ling'er with wide eyes, her voice a little broken.
"Um...what's a cell phone? I just want to use my spirit recorder to record your presence so I can contact you easily in the future."
After Pan Ling'er's explanation, Qu Yan realized that she was overthinking.
Shangqing Sect is a major weapon-refining sect, and most of the disciples in the sect are good at refining weapons. With so many people refining weapons, there are naturally many people who love to invent.
This thing called Linglu is a magical tool similar to a mobile phone that is unique to his Shangqing Sect.
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