The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 783 The Disappearing Door
The servant named "Ling Sheng" was no ordinary person.

This is the common understanding of all the trainees on the ridge today.

When Yao Sibing returned after traveling around Tian'er Lake in a small boat and reported to Nangong Wan solemnly that "their design is far superior to ours", the expressions of the researchers suddenly became subtle.

Their eyes moved between each other and finally fell on Nangong Wan.

However, Nangong Wan's expression remained calm as water, and she just nodded lightly: "I understand."

He looked at "Ling Sheng" and said softly: "Next, let's see what you find."

As soon as these words were spoken, the monks immediately had a new reaction.

"Yes, let's see what they can hear."

"Even the fifth-level researcher Haiduo was driven mad by these voices and ended up committing suicide. What can these servants come up with?"

"But in the final analysis, Senior Brother Haiduo ended up like this because he was too radical and didn't listen to Senior Sister Nangong..."

"But it's not just Haiduo. How many people in our training center have nightmares every night because of this? Some even..."

At this point, everyone suddenly fell silent, with a hidden fear flashing in their eyes.

Several people simultaneously clenched their sleeves, or subconsciously rubbed their arms, as if they were pressing on something subtle.

Even Yao Sibing subconsciously rubbed his thighs under his sleeves, and the rough fabric scratched him, causing a burning pain.

Now all eyes were focused on "Ling Sheng", but she seemed not to notice the turbulent uneasiness in the crowd, nor did she feel the contemptuous looks in their eyes. She just stretched out her hand calmly.

"Please, seniors, please follow me."

Nangong Wan nodded slightly and took the lead to follow.

The others looked at each other and followed silently.

The group walked across the snow-covered, wind-whistling ridge and entered a small courtyard standing in the cold wind.

However, "Ling Sheng" stopped there and turned around to look at the confused crowd.

"What are the results?"

"I thought we should be taken inside to have a look."

"I guess there's nothing to be found."

"Think about it, if there really wasn't anything, she wouldn't have to hold on until now. Wouldn't she be contradicting herself right away?" Yao Sibing couldn't help but say.

"It seems that you have great confidence in this little girl..." Bai Yuan put his arm around Yao Sibing's shoulders and said meaningfully.

Yao Sibing said in a deep voice: "Indeed."

"I hope she won't let you down."

"Will not."

Bai Yuan glanced at him and chuckled.

At this moment, Nangong Wan finally spoke: "What did you hear? What did you solve? Take it out and let us see it."

"Ling Sheng" smiled slightly: "Since we are looking at the results, instead of looking at what we heard, it is better to look at what we did based on what we heard."

As her voice fell, a low air flow suddenly echoed between heaven and earth.

A strong wind rose from the courtyard, and everyone's clothes were rustling, with the corners of their clothes flying upwards. The same was true of the surrounding wind and snow, which suddenly gathered into a huge spiral vortex in mid-air.

The snow layered like an invisible hand stirring the sky, gradually converging towards the center. In the center of the vortex, a very thin black color gradually emerged.

At first it was only the size of a needle tip, but it kept expanding while rotating, as if it was the end of a distant tunnel, connecting to the unknown other side.

Where does it lead to?

Just when this question arose in everyone's mind, Nangong Wan's pupils reflected that dark spot, which gradually turned into a dangerous depth. Then he raised his hand and said, "Okay, stop."

"Ling Sheng" blinked and then snapped his fingers.

The strong wind died down instantly, the rolling snow slowly settled back down, the corners of everyone's clothes slowly fell down with the snowflakes, the curled up snow loosened up, and the black in the middle gradually faded until it disappeared.

It was as if everything just now was just an illusion.

However, everyone knew that it was no illusion.

But...what is it?
Is it really...

Judging from Nangong Wan's expression, she seemed to know very well what this was.

Nangong Wan looked at the gray-robed woman in front of her with a steady gaze and said seriously, "You succeeded."

"Ling Sheng" smiled: "Thank you, Master Nangong... Senior, but we were the ones who succeeded."

Behind her were several servants in gray robes.

After hearing what Nangong Wan said, they exchanged glances excitedly, and their feet almost jumped up and down, but because there were so many trainees in front of them, they could only suppress their inner ecstasy. "Tomorrow at 5:00 a.m., report to Wumingzhai."

Nangong Wan said to "Ling Sheng" and the six people behind him.

Wumingzhai is Nangong Wan’s mysterious study room.

It is nameless precisely because it is unknowable and ineffable.

Now that you know the name, it means you accept and recognize it.

Several gray-robed servants finally couldn't help but cheer softly, and Nangong Wan turned around and ordered, "Qi Yu, share the location and key of Wumingzhai with them."

"Yes, teacher." Lai Qiyu replied solemnly.

Finally, Nangong Wan looked at "Ling Sheng" again, her eyes darkening: "You, come with me."

She waved her hand, and a wooden door with mottled sky blue paint suddenly appeared in the yard. There seemed to be a vertical sign on it that said "Three" or "Class", but it could not be seen completely because of the peeling paint.

As the door opened, incandescent light shone out.

The others looked at each other in bewilderment. Although they were curious, they could only watch as "Ling Sheng" followed Nangong Wan into the room, slammed the door, and disappeared into the yard.

There was silence in the yard. Everyone looked at each other, and finally, their eyes fell on the few gray-robed servants who were still left in the yard.

The next moment, the monks from Wumingzhai quickly gathered around.

"Um, can I see your spirit array pattern drawing instrument?"

"This material is so strange. How is it made?"

"How do you calculate the information you hear? How can you apply it to reality?"

The researchers who used to be high and mighty now took the initiative to ask for advice from a few servants.

This kind of scene is rare in the snowy mountains.

However, those who were personally recruited by Nangong Wan into the study room were naturally not arrogant people. Since they found that others had something to learn, they would not hesitate to ask for advice.

Bai Yuan also followed Yao Sibing and took the initiative to ask the errand boy named "Qiu Jingyi" about the technical details of Tianer Lake, taking notes in his hand.

Even Mao Zhiang followed a young woman named "Xi Shuangyu" to see the new spirit formation pattern drawing instrument.

At the same time, another conversation unfolded behind the disappearing door.

……

As he stepped into the door, Liu Sheng looked up at the classroom which was exceptionally bright under the incandescent light, and for a moment he was a little dazed.

Familiar, yet distant.

But I heard Senior Sister Nangong say behind me:
"Ling Sheng? Or should I call you...Liu Sheng?"

Liu Sheng turned around and met Senior Sister Nangong's meaningful smile, but he did not show any surprise. He just bowed and said:

"I'm sorry, there are reasons for this, and it's not intentional deception."

Nangong Wan sighed and said slowly: "A 'dead man' targeted by the temple is naturally inconvenient to show up... It's just a pity, why didn't you give me Sister Mei's recommendation letter earlier? I only found out about it recently when I received a message from Sister Mei."

Liu Sheng was startled and whispered, "...Didn't you say that we can't use connections this time?"

Nangong Wan chuckled: "Sister Mei's endorsement is different."

She sat on a low student chair, picked up a pink notebook covered with cute stickers on the table, opened it, took a look, and closed it with a "snap".

"I'd better not read it. It's someone else's diary."

Liu Sheng's eyes fell on the crookedly written "Xiao Xin's Mood Diary" and nodded.

"Yes, other people's privacy."

"You are quite understanding."

"Of course, I have taught students."

Liu Sheng added in his mind: [More than one.]

"Let's go together..." Nangong Wan chuckled thoughtfully, and then changed the subject, "But... don't you find everything here strange? Don't you think you are weird?"

Liu Sheng also sat down and shrugged.

"It's not surprising, right? Anyway, you should be able to guess where I come from."

"Just as I can know where you come from."

Liu Sheng's gaze deepened, and he said slowly:

"Nangong Wan from another world."