Bang, suddenly a sharp pain came from his head, Wu Fan felt very uncomfortable, slowly opened his eyes, and the light poured into his eyes in an instant, and it took half a sound to get used to it.

I saw an old man with a goatee standing in front of him, dressed in a white robe, with a style as simple as Hanfu, his hair in a high bun, his eyes were bright, and his appearance of not being angry and arrogant made Wu Fan startled.

The old man pointed at Wu Fan with the ring ruler in his hand and said angrily: "Wu Fan, Wu Fan, why are you so unmotivated, you dare to sleep in class, I think you really plan to stay in the children's school for the rest of your life?"

Wu Fan looked at the old man in a daze, and couldn't react at all for a while, what Tong Xuetang, where is this, this old gentleman is acting and can't act, and he is wearing the clothes of that dynasty, why are they not like each other?

Wu Fan reminded in a low voice: "Old man, you are playing the teaching gentleman of that dynasty, this costume is too messy, the audience will wear it when they see it." ”

"Wu Fan, you don't say anything when you sleep, you're still talking nonsense to me here, you go to the library for me to think about it, and you're not allowed to come out within three days!" The old man with a goatee was so angry that his beard also branched off, and one goatee turned into two.

Wu Fan wanted to say something, but he saw the old man wave his sleeves, and his eyes were dark, and he came to a brand new place.

Wu Fan subconsciously patted his face, is this magic? No, I'm still in a dream?

Am I not dead? Is this what people call a flashback, that I am lost in my dreams, and that I am about to die?

Wu Fan took a step forward, didn't notice his feet, stepped on the bamboo slip on the ground, and suddenly fell to the ground.

"Oh my God, why does it hurt so much, is it all true?"

Wu Fan sat on the ground, rubbing his waist, while looking around, only to see that there were bookshelves all around, on which there were many bamboo slips and many jade slips, compared to many jade slips, the bamboo slips were much less, only about hundreds.

Wu Fan looked at the tall bookshelf that came into view, it was twenty or thirty meters, and there were layers of jade slips, only some bamboo slips were placed on the lower floor, forming a big circle, and he was in the center.

As for the ground, there are a lot of bamboo slips scattered around, but there is no jade slip, Wu Fan looked at everything unfamiliar, carefully picked up a roll of bamboo slips on the ground, opened it and looked at it, but found that he could recognize some of these unfamiliar words, which made him happy in his heart.

Because he didn't know many words, Wu Fan had a hard time reading, but fortunately he still had some talent in language, so he could guess some meanings, which were probably about the planting methods of some plants.

Wu Fan flipped the bamboo slip in his hand and muttered, "Where is this place, why am I here?"

Because there were too many questions in his heart, Wu Fan had to look around for the bamboo slips, hoping to find a clue from them, as for the jade slips, Wu Fan also took them to observe them carefully, and found that it was just a jade brick in the shape of a jade book, with a faint light blue light inside.

Wu Fan found a few pieces of jade for comparison, and found that the appearance was almost the same, the difference was that the light in it was different, whether it was the texture or color of the light.

What do these things do?

Wu Fan slapped a few times with his hand, and slammed a piece of jade slip on the ground, after the jade slip touched the ground, the originally black floor tiles suddenly flashed a golden light.

Wu Fan looked at the golden runes faintly flashing on the ground with a surprised expression, which seemed to be gossip in ancient times, but they quickly disappeared.

After the jade slip collided with the floor tiles, there was no sound, as if it had hit cotton, it flicked back lightly, and then floated in mid-air.

Looking at the suspended jade slip, Wu Fan blinked his eyes, step by step, trying not to make a sound to approach the jade slip, and after three or four circles around the suspended jade slip, he said with some surprise: "Is this a levitation?

Wu Fan just wanted to touch the jade slip with his hand, but he heard the old man's voice out of thin air: "Wu Fan, let you think about it, you dare to smash the jade slip, why, you can't destroy the old man's library?"

"I think you kid should go farming!"

As he spoke, Wu Fan sensed that his body was suddenly suspended in the air, and he looked left and right, and it was all dark, and then he suddenly fell to the ground like weightlessness.

"Ouch, what kind of plot is this, can you say something about the scene transition!"

"Wu Fan, I think you have lost your mind, plant the land for a month, and then come to the children's school. ”

With a sigh from the old man, he stopped making a sound and seemed to leave.

Wu Fan got up, patted the dirt on his body, looked up, and found a young man wearing a blue cloth robe, embroidered with two cloud-like patterns on his chest, and a dark complexion, looked at him, shook his head, and turned to leave.

As he walked, he said: "Wu Fan, if you don't cherish your time, after you reach the age of fifty, you will lose your qualification in the Children's Academy, and it will be too late to regret it when the time comes." ”

"Keep up, all the purple jade bamboos planted during this time, since you are here, help me take care of these purple jade bamboos, these are the refining materials specially designated by the Taoist masters, don't be careless, otherwise you will be punished when the time comes, don't blame me for not reminding you." ”

Wu Fan quickly caught up, slightly half a position behind the man, and hugged his fists and said, "This big brother, what is going on in the Tong Xuetang you just said?"

The young man looked at Wu Fan, paused, raised his hand and touched Wu Fan's head, and then grabbed his wrist with his hand, Wu Fan felt a warm air flow enter his body, circulate in his body, and enter his brain.

"Don't resist, I'll show you what's going on. ”

Hearing the man's words, Wu Fan also stood honestly, looking at the man curiously, not knowing what the other party was doing.

After half a pillar of incense, the man put down Wu Fan's wrist, frowned and said, "Zhihai is not damaged, and the dantian is fine, what's wrong with you, can't you have amnesia?

Wu Fan nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, my little brother has recently found that his memory is getting worse and worse, and he can't remember many things clearly, so the eldest brother will tell me about it." ”

The man snorted coldly and said: "What big brother, you should call me senior brother, okay, seeing that you don't seem to be cheating, I'll tell you briefly, but in your situation, I'm afraid you won't be able to pass the small test for ascending to immortals, and you may still come to me to be a field master when the time comes." ”

Even though there were a thousand doubts in his heart, Wu Fan was still patient, looking at the man in front of him with a smile, waiting for him to introduce the world he knew nothing about at the moment.

Wu Fan already had a guess in his heart, could I really cross over?