After the world collapsed

Chapter 11 Dojo in the Clouds, Waking Up Like a Dream

"It's a long story, but this is not a place for conversation." The old Taoist who had been silent all this time finally spoke.

Zhang Sheng nodded, just at this time the scarecrow saw that Zhang Sheng had no questions and asked him again, turned around and walked towards the only exit of the circular square.

A narrow bridge, the other end of the bridge is an ordinary door, this door stands there alone, but no matter from any angle, you can only see the front of the door, but not the door. anything behind it.

The scarecrow stood by the door, pointing to the mark in the middle of the door.

The two of Zhang Sheng stepped forward and saw that the outline of the imprint was exactly the same as the broken military order in his hand.The only obvious difference is that the engraved pattern shown on these is "one", while Zhang Sheng's broken military order has "three".

Judging from the information obtained from the inquiry just now, level [-] tokens can enter and exit places of level [-], level [-] and level [-].

He moved the broken military order towards the mark on the door, and before he could put it on, the mark automatically lit up, and then the door slowly opened.

Zhang Sheng looked at the old man behind him, and the old man nodded at him, signaling to leave him alone.

One step into the gate, but it gave Zhang Sheng a familiar feeling, yes, it was the same as when he entered the Pojun Mansion from the underground cave, the teleportation array!

His mind flickered, and in the next second, Zhang Sheng opened his eyes and found that he was already in a hall.He simply looked around, and there was a rune imprint on his left and right that was almost the same as that under his feet.

"This should be a teleportation circle similar to the Great Teleportation Order." Suddenly an experienced voice came from behind him.

Seeing that the old man followed, Zhang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the old man did not break the military order, so he was really worried that the old man would be trapped there.

"This should be the real Pojun Mansion, so rich in vitality." The old man felt a lot of vitality in his surroundings.

Zhang Sheng kept looking around. The hall where the two of them are now is about four times the size of the courtyard where they live.

Not far ahead, that is, in the center of the hall, there is something like a map floating in mid-air, and there are many gates around the hall, and each gate has a mark of the Pojun Mansion.

The scarecrow appeared out of nowhere beside the floating map in the center of the hall and stood silent, as if waiting for something.

"Master, I'll go and have a look first."

Seeing the old man nodding his head, Zhang Sheng walked towards the center of the hall.

Zhang Sheng had never even seen a map of this style. Standing in front of the map, he couldn't reach out to touch it, or open his mouth to say it wasn't.

The scarecrow seemed to look at Zhang Sheng with some doubts, then waved his hand lightly, and the map flew towards Zhang Sheng.

"This is the star map."

The Scarecrow's voice came.

Before Zhang Sheng could react, he just closed his eyes subconsciously, and when he opened them again, the hall in front of him was different from before.

The star map has returned to its original position at some point, quietly floating in the center of the hall, and there are some more marks on every door around the hall.

The place where Zhang and Sheng entered the hall is where Lao Dao is now. If it is on the south side, then the west side is the first-level-preaching field, the second-level-martial arts field, and the third-level-trial field.On the east side are the four-level-Bing Pavilion, the five-level-Zangshu Pavilion, and the Lu-level-Nine Star Pill Pavilion.

In the center of the north side facing them is a closed tall bronze door, which reads: Level [-] - Yaoguang Hall, and on both sides are Level [-] - Hall of Divine Beasts and Level [-] - Hall of Divine Generals.

The nine levels should correspond to the levels on the military order, and the corresponding places can only be opened after reaching the corresponding level.

Forget about the latter, Zhang Sheng held the third-level token and looked towards the three doors on the left.

"Senior, which door do you think the junior should enter first?"

Zhang Sheng thought for a while and turned around to ask the scarecrow, but the scarecrow turned his head to the first-level preaching field without speaking.

"Thank you senior."

Although his order to break the army is level three, but first of all, the Pojun Mansion gave him a level three token definitely not because of his strong cultivation. Zhang Sheng has lived with his mortal body for sixteen years, except for the old Taoist who taught him a little bit of fur and talisman. Help him open his eyes to learn a little bit of tricks, and he hasn't practiced any mental methods and doesn't have any cultivation base.

It could only be because of his ancient blood. Zhang Sheng felt that this Pojun Mansion was the place where Lord Yaoguang Xing used to train juniors or accept disciples.

When walking towards the teaching field, Zhang Sheng took a look at the old Taoist, and found that the latter had already entered the state of meditating in meditation, and seemed to be really absorbing the immortal energy around him.

Zhang Sheng only knows that the old Taoist didn't teach him the mind method because they don't have aura and can't practice, but now, whether it's in this Pojun Mansion or outside Dongyang Kingdom, there is immortal energy, that is to say, it seems that they can practice Mind method.

Going forward, he took out a broken military order and opened the door of the preaching field. From the outside, he couldn't see any scenes inside the door, because a dark blue screen blocked the door.

As soon as he stepped into the door, Zhang Sheng realized that he had come to another place after a moment of consciousness.

He was standing on a gray-white stone brick road at this time, with two lifelike unicorn statues on both sides, and a row of half-height stone railings adhering to the outside of the statues. There seemed to be something floating in the air on the other side of the stone railings. Zhang Sheng walked over with some doubts, leaned on the stone railing to look out, and was so scared that he took two steps back and sat on the ground.

This place was actually a floating place, because he saw the huge stone platform floating outside the stone railing and the towering peaks not far away.

Looking into the distance, even the clouds floating in the sky were not as far away as usual, as if they were at almost the same height as him.

This scene was very real, Zhang Sheng sat down on the stone brick road about two feet wide, but still felt a precarious feeling.

After a while, Zhang Sheng got up and stood up straight. Then he remembered to look behind him. He almost fell down again when he saw it. There was no fence at the end of the stone road, and he stepped on it. The sky will fall into the high sky below.

Fortunately, the teleportation array is a little distance from the edge, otherwise, after teleporting over and taking two steps back, he would fall down.

Zhang Sheng didn't dare to think too much, turned around and walked forward. He had already seen the magnificent scene ahead, and he just wanted to get a closer look.

Walking about five or six feet forward is a mountain gate, but the mountain gate in front of him makes Zhang Sheng a little breathless.

There are about a dozen steps in a row of stone steps, the angle is not very steep, but it is just so that the upper mountain threshold cannot be seen from below, and the mountain gate above the stone steps is the same as the huge stone fence outside the stone fence he saw just now. Like a stone platform, it floats in the air and has no connection with the ground.

The mountain gate is about three feet high, with a white wall in the middle, and four square pillars at the four corners stand in the air, with bronze-colored ends.Above is the slightly sloping roof of three floors of blue tiles, and the four corners of each floor are covered with golden dragon cornice ridges, and the most oppressive one is the bronze ridge directly above the top of the mountain gate.

The main ridge sits horizontally on the top of the mountain gate, and the huge bronze faucets on both sides give people a feeling of rising from the fog.

There are three rows of stone steps inside the mountain gate, and Zhang Sheng walks on the far right.

Walking up the stone steps and passing the threshold of the mountain, the road in the middle is blocked by a wooden trough, and a column of withered and yellow twisted trees is planted in it, and a few same withered and yellow leaves are scattered on the road on both sides.

The three-foot-wide road also merged into a square. There were many futons neatly placed in the square, and on the opposite side was a figure sitting cross-legged on a carved mahogany bench.

There seemed to be some strangely shaped buildings on both sides of the square, but Zhang Sheng didn't look at them much, and he didn't even dare to look at the person sitting cross-legged across from him.

With a deep bow, Zhang Sheng instinctively walked to the futon closest to him on the right side of the square.

He had never sat on this futon before, and he didn't know whether he was kneeling or sitting, so he simply chose a posture similar to the person opposite him and sat cross-legged on it.

Although there are many futons in this square, there are only two figures of him and the person sitting cross-legged across from him.

Zhang Sheng imagined the scene here in ancient times. Whenever someone preached on this square, every futon on this square must have disciples sitting there. What a prosperous scene it was.

Sitting on the futon, Zhang Sheng gradually had an illusion of warmth all over his body, and his body and mind gradually relaxed. Faded, and the thinking became more jumpy, and subconsciously began to recall what I had experienced.

Since he was sensible, he has been in the small courtyard where they live outside the city. The old Taoist brought him up and taught him to chop wood, although the posture of chopping wood is very strange.

He also taught him divination but didn't let him calculate it for others, and then told him that he was picked up by himself, and he didn't know anything about his parents and family.

And since he was a child, he told him some stories that he didn't understand, such as monsters, ghosts, snakes and gods, and then told him that he was a fairy, and he was not allowed to tell others about it.

Zhang Sheng's ears were calloused, but he still didn't believe it.Although the old Taoist taught him some strange spells, but Zhang Sheng, who had studied in the city for two years, thought that this heresy was not enough to be called a fairy.

He originally thought that in this life, he might rely on inheriting the mantle of the old Taoist to walk the rivers and lakes. In the future, he might be able to travel the north and south of the river, travel all over the world, and see if the many stories the old Taoist told him are true or not.

But until he heard about the Lianyun Mountain Range, the dense fog in the Lianyun Mountain Range couldn't fulfill that immature wish at all.

After learning about this time, although it will not be disheartened, it is inevitable to feel lost.

As for what the old Taoist said, because there is no immortal energy here, he can't recover his strength, so he can't teach him the mind to help him practice, Zhang Sheng didn't believe it at all.

It wasn't until he entered the Pojun Mansion that Zhang Sheng finally believed it when he heard that the Taoist had lived for more than 1000 years.

And now he can finally feel the immortal energy around him, which is an experience he has never had before.

Zhang Sheng recalled the ghosts, ghosts and gods, and all kinds of legends that the old man told him, and they seemed to make sense. Those may not be the old man's nonsense, maybe they are all his real experiences.

This Pojun Mansion is such an existence, the magical teleportation technique, and this preaching field floating in the clouds.

Everything happened so fast that he didn't even think about whether it was true or not, and just accepted everything passively and frankly.

This series of thoughts flashed by, and Zhang Sheng came back to his senses, now is not the time to think about these, and then he remembered that he seemed to be still in the preaching field of Pojun Mansion.

Now that there is the immortal vitality that the old Taoist said around, it seems that you can practice, so do you really want to accept the preaching of this broken army mansion? The unwanted orphan is actually of ancient blood?
Zhang Sheng didn't believe it, he even felt that he seemed to be having a dream, a real dream, maybe there was some sequelae caused by the excessive consumption of the qi-watching technique that day?

Since it's a dream, wake up quickly. Anyone can dream. According to Zhang Sheng's past experience, as long as he finds that he is dreaming and opens his eyes in a dream, he will wake up.

But he was also a little worried, worried that this was really a dream, although it came very suddenly, but he was looking forward to everything in this dream, just like the sea of ​​clouds he saw when he looked at the sky outside the school that day.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and saw a futon in front of him. When he raised his head slightly, he finally saw the person sitting cross-legged in front of the square.

"This is not a dream!"

Zhang Sheng was a little lucky, but since he sat on the futon just now, his mind was like a revolving lantern, and many scenes were vivid in his memory, which made him unable to distinguish between reality and falsehood.

Although the first time he sat on the futon felt warm, but at this moment his back was already dripping with cold sweat.

"Very good. Although he is a mortal, his ambition is acceptable."

The person sitting cross-legged in the distance finally said that there was no one else in the square, only the two of them, so it was naturally Zhang Sheng who said this.

(Note: One foot is about 3.33 meters.)
(End of this chapter)