Changsheng: I Am Really Not an Expert in This World

Xianxia + Lan Keliu Lin Zhao was missing in the mountains for twenty-two days. When he opened his eyes again, he was lying in a broken pavilion in a barren mountain in another world. He could not move or speak, and his eyes were almost blind. Fortunately, the wordless round stone that came with him prevented his lifespan from passing by. The bad thing is that he doesn't know martial arts or magic, and the first practitioner he met was a tiger that had eaten people. In order to save his life, Lin Zhao could only rely on what he saw before him, common sense from his previous life, and a few words that were both true and false to scare the tiger away. Unexpectedly, from then on, things became more and more wrong: the tiger regarded him as a mentor, the city god believed that he was a true cultivator who escaped from the world, and even the monks and monsters always called him "sir" respectfully when they saw him. Lin Zhao looked at his hand that could not even hold a tea bowl, and could only explain over and over again: "Misunderstanding, I'm really not a god." Later, the old friends grew old, dynasties changed, and the mountains and rivers changed their appearance several times. There are more and more legends about the Immortal Immortal in the world.