Immortal Travel of Longevity

"Five years..."

At that moment, Jiu Fengchun felt his mind reel.

"What five years!"

"What are you talking about!"

"Zen Master, what five years?"

"Didn't I... haven't I been asleep for nearly a century?"

Monk Shizhen pressed his palms together. He let out a long sigh and said, "There was no century, much less a thousand-year dream. It has only been five years."

"Impossible!!"

Jiu Fengchun snapped back to his senses. "How could it only be five years? Zen Master, you're remembering wrong! Look, look at this great hall, it's in complete ruin. And those... those..."