After Cultivating Immortals for Thousands of Years, You Say the Outside World Only Lasts Two Hours?

Huan Youchen, a technical secondary school student, has a photographic memory and is well-read. His biggest hobby is reading miscellaneous books in the library. I was dragged to a party by my buddies on Christmas Eve, and when I was leaving, I was hit in the head by a green jade pendant that flew from the sky. The next second, the person entered the secret realm. In the secret realm, there is a cheap master who only has his soul left, a white ferret who can only talk, and a lost pavilion full of secret books. "Two hours outside, a thousand years inside, you practice slowly." He was not in a hurry to make a breakthrough, and steadily worked his way up to the late Nascent Soul stage. His foundation was so solid that even his master would be jealous. Back in the real world, my deskmate was still complaining that he had not finished the question just now. Huan Youchen rubbed the bump on his forehead and silently "smoothly" dealt with the gangster who attacked the female cultivator at the gate of the campus. The National Security Bureau came to visit him, and the director Huang Feng patted him on the shoulder: "Boy, come and be my think tank. You don't have to work." The ancient jade seal has been stolen, the vicious beast Taotie is about to be unsealed, and the entire world of cultivation seems to be facing a formidable enemy. While attending class, Huan Youchen pushed the villain to the ground and rubbed him against him on the night of the lunar eclipse. When he was done, he brushed off his clothes and hid his skills and...