At Dragon-Tiger Mountain, I Mistake the Condor Hero for My Father from the Start

Zhang Chulan just wanted to find a quiet spot on Mount Longhu to take a nap. Who knew that when he woke up, the cave walls would be covered in an advanced version of the Golden Light Mantra? When he opened his eyes again, he was in the Song Dynasty. The Seven Quanzhen Masters took him for a demonic Taoist, Huang Yaoshi wanted to discuss divination with him, and Wang Chongyang’s ten-year seclusion was interrupted by Zhang Chulan calling him “Old Wang.” Zhang Chulan clutched his head in despair. “I’m just an ordinary college student! I only want to go home!” Until, on Mount Hua’s summit, he was forced to act. A beam of golden light stretched thirty thousand miles, and every Taoist sect in the land bowed before him. Zhang Chulan sighed at the sky. “I told you, I’m a law-abiding citizen...”