A short time later, Lin Jing finally got his hands on a smartphone, and the moment he held this device, his emotional turbulence was even more intense than when he was holding the celestial-grade ore.
Huang Qianyun and Huang Zhixin stood not far from Lin Jing, watching this ancient cultivator expertly operate the latest model of smartphone, they were bewildered - wasn't he supposed to be an elder just awakened from ancient times? How could he be so skilled with a phone?
Or perhaps, he had already been awake for some time and learned how to use a smartphone from the tourists who climbed the mountain.
Then, Lin Jing pondered, recalling his QQ account and password...
This recollection took quite a while, causing Huang Qianyun to break into a sweat.
"Elder..." He couldn't help but interrupt Lin Jing's thoughts, speaking softly, "Elder, since you're from the ancient times, would you like me to help you contact the Taoist Alliance and register your identity?"
"Taoist Alliance?"
