Tales of an Imperial City from Another World

There was some injustice, but seeing the success of the cultivation, Tang Ning felt that life was so nonsense. Looking at the strange world and the inexplicable dynasty, her heart felt like a thousand horses galloping. The scene of being accompanied by beautiful women and having no worries about money and silk did not appear. There was a drunken old monk under the big locust tree of Yunshan Temple and a young man in green clothes who climbed up and looked into the distance with candle lanterns. On this day, at the gate of the mountain, the old monk stood under the plaque of Yunshan Temple and said, "You come down the mountain." The young man in green bowed and retreated, while the old monk's eyelids opened slightly and were as bright as stars. Goose feathers are flying, and the young man in green leaves no trace in the snow.