The World of Fantasy Is Being Updated

My name is Zhang Jiahao, others call me Jiahao. It has been almost a hundred years since I accidentally traveled to this world. I have no system or an old man, so I rely solely on my decent spiritual roots to get by in the Zongyun Sect. I originally thought of just lying down, but that day I went to the back mountain to dig for spiritual grass, and a piece of land suddenly "grown" under my eyes - grass and stones, as old as if they had been buried for thousands of years. I knelt down on the spot, trembling and shouted, "Immortal, please show mercy." What the hell is this land? It seems that my peaceful life cannot be saved...