Chapter 783 The Disappearing Door
The servant named "Ling Sheng" is extraordinary.
This is the common perception of all the scholars on the ridge today.
When Yao Sibing took the small boat around Tianer Lake and returned, and reported to Nangong Wan solemnly that "their design is far superior to us", the expressions of the cultivators suddenly became subtle.
The eyes were flowing between each other and finally fell on Nangong Wan.
However, Nangong Wan's expression was still as calm as water, and she just nodded lightly: "I understand."
Looking at "Ling Sheng" and whispered: "Next, let's see what you have found."
As soon as this statement was made, the cultivators immediately had a new reaction.
"Yes, see what they can hear."
"Even the fifth-level scholar Haiduo was crazy because of these voices and ended up committing suicide. What can these few servants get?"
"But in the final analysis, Senior Brother Haiduo ended up like this because he was too radical and did not listen to Senior Sister Nangong's words..."
"But it's not just Haiduo? How many people in our vegetarian camp have nightmares every night, even..."
Speaking of this, everyone suddenly silenced, and a secret fear flashed in their eyes.
Several people clenched their sleeves at the same time, or subconsciously rubbed their arms gently, as if pressing on some subtle touch.
Even Yao Sibing subconsciously rubbed his thighs under his sleeves, and the rough fabric scratched out a scorching pain.
Now all eyes are focused on "Ling Sheng", but she seems to have not seen the uneasiness of the crowd, nor feel the hidden contempt, but just stretched out her hand indifferently.
"Please follow me, please."
Nangong Wan nodded slightly and took the lead in keeping up.
The others looked at each other and followed silently.
The group passed through the snow-covered ridge and howling wind, and walked into the small courtyard standing in the cold wind.
However, "Ling Sheng" stopped and turned around and looked at the unknown people.
"Where is the result?"
"I thought I should have taken us into the house to have a look."
"I guess I can't get anything out at all."
"Think about it, if there is really no, she doesn't have to hold on until now. Wouldn't she slap herself immediately?" Yao Sibing couldn't help but say.
"It seems that you are very confident in this little girl..." Bai Yuan hugged Yao Sibing's shoulders and said meaningfully.
Yao Sibing said in a deep voice: "It's true."
"I hope she won't let you down."
"No."
Bai Yuan glanced at him sideways and chuckled.
At this moment, Nangong Wan finally spoke: "What did you hear? What did you untie? Take it out and take it."
"Ling Sheng" smiled slightly: "Since we look at the results, instead of looking at what we hear, it is better to look directly at what we have made according to what we hear."
Her voice fell, and a deep air swelled suddenly echoed between the sky and the earth.
The strong wind rose from the courtyard, everyone's clothes were blown to the sound of roaring, the corners of the clothes rolled upwards, and the wind and snow around them were the same, and suddenly gathered into a huge spiral vortex in the air.
The snow color was stacked, like an invisible hand stirring the sky, gradually closing in to the center, and a very thin black gradually emerged in the center of the vortex.
At first it was only the size of a needle tip, but it continued to expand in rotation, as if it was the end of a distant tunnel connecting the unknown other side.
Where exactly does it lead?
Just as this question arose in everyone's heart, the little blackness reflected in Nangong Wan's pupils, gradually turning into a dangerous deepness. Then she raised her hand and said, "Okay, stop."
"Ling Sheng" blinked and then snapped his fingers.
The strong wind stopped instantly, and the tumbling snow slowly fell back. The corners of everyone's clothes slowly fell down with the snowflakes. The curled snow color loosened loosely, and the black in the middle gradually faded until it disappeared.
It seemed as if everything was just an illusion.
However, everyone knows that it is by no means an illusion.
But...what the hell is that?
Could it be...
Judging from Nangong Wan's expression, she seemed to know very well what this was.
Nangong Wan looked at the woman in gray robe in front of her with a steady look and said seriously: "You succeed."
"Ling Sheng" smiled: "Thank you, Master Nangong... Senior, but we succeeded."
Behind her were several servants wearing grey robes.
After hearing what Nangong Wan said, he exchanged gazes excitedly and almost jumped up under his feet, but because so many scholars were in front of him, he could only suppress his inner ecstasy. "Tomorrow, go to Wumingzhai to report."
Nangong Wan said something to "Ling Sheng" and the six people behind her.
Wumingzhai is Nangong Wan’s mysterious training camp.
It is because it is unknown and unspeakable.
Since you know the name, it means acceptance and recognition.
Several gray-robed servants finally couldn't help but cheer, while Nangong Wan turned around and ordered, "Qiyu, share with them the location and key of Wumingzhai."
"Yes, teacher." Lai Qiyu responded solemnly.
Finally, Nangong Wan looked at "Ling Sheng" again, her eyes slightly darkened: "You, follow me."
She waved her hand and a wooden door with a mottled sky blue paint suddenly appeared in the yard. There seemed to be a vague sign on it that read "three", "class", etc., but because the paint was lost, I couldn't see it completely.
As soon as the door opened, incandescent lights projected out.
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The others looked at each other. Although they were curious, they could only watch "Ling Sheng" follow Nangong Wan into it, slammed the door, and even the door disappeared into the yard.
The courtyard was silent. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and finally they all looked at the gray-robed servants who were still in the courtyard.
The next moment, the scholars from Wumingzhai quickly gathered around.
"Well, can you see your spiritual array drawing instrument?"
"This material is too strange. How do you make it?"
"How do you calculate the information you hear? How can you apply it to reality?"
The scholars who were once arrogant now take the initiative to ask a few servants for advice.
This kind of scene is rare on snow-capped mountains.
However, those who can be recruited by Nangong Wan in person to the training camp are naturally not arrogant people. Since they find that others have something to learn, they will not be stingy in asking for advice.
Bai Yuan also followed Yao Sibing and took the initiative to ask the doctor named "Qiu Jingyi" about the technical details of Tianerhu, and kept taking notes in his hand.
Even Mao Zhiang followed a young woman named "Xi Shuangyu" to see the new style of spiritual array drawing instrument.
Meanwhile, another conversation unfolds behind the disappearing door.
...
As he stepped into the door, Liu Sheng looked up and looked at the classroom that was particularly brightly reflected by incandescent lamps, and he was a little dazed for a moment.
Familiar, yet far away.
But after hearing Senior Sister Nangong say behind her:
"Ling Sheng? Should I call you...Liu Sheng?"
Liu Sheng turned around and met Senior Sister Nangong's meaningful smile, but there was no surprise. He just bowed and said:
"Sorry, there is a reason for the incident, and it is definitely not intentional deception."
Nangong Wan sighed lightly and said slowly, "A 'dead person' targeted by the temple is naturally inconvenient to show up... It's just a pity. Why didn't you hand me over the recommendation letter from Sister Mei earlier? I only found out after receiving a message from Sister Mei recently."
Liu Sheng looked stunned and whispered: "...Didn't you say that you can't get through relationships this time?"
Nangong Wan chuckled: "Sister Mei's endorsement is different."
She sat on a low student chair, picked up a pink notebook on the table covered with cute stickers, opened it and closed it with a "splash".
"I'll just stop reading it, my diary."
Liu Sheng's eyes fell on the "Xiao Xin's Mood Diary" written on it, and nodded.
"Yes, someone else's privacy."
"You understand quite well."
"Of course, I have taught students."
Liu Sheng added in his heart: [More than one. 】
"Walk with me..." Nangong Wan chuckled thoughtfully, then changed the subject, "But... don't you think everything here is strange? Don't you think you are strange?"
Liu Sheng also sat down and shrugged.
"It's not surprising, right? You should be able to think about what I am from anyway."
"Just as I can know what you are from."
Liu Sheng's eyes grew deeper and he said slowly:
"Nangong Wan from another world."