"This is called the Panlong Golden Hoop, so this stick is called the Panlong Stick, also known as the Golden Hoop Stick. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info is a very famous weapon in ancient times, legend has it that the founding emperor of the Song Dynasty is to use a dragon stick to beat the invincible hand in the thirteen states, which has broken through the prestige, and then has the back of the three hundred years of the Great Song Dynasty. ”

"Is it this stick?" Zhang Xiaofan touched the stick with his fingers, as if he had telepathy, and every time he touched it, some strange pictures flashed in his mind.

With the permission of the old man, Zhang Xiaofan carefully took the dragon stick in his hand with both hands, it was heavy, and it seemed to be not light, just when he was about to continue to check the tattoo on it, the disappeared snow-white robot actually appeared again.

"Congratulations to the visitors for obtaining the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, a new quest map will be opened soon, and some memories will be unlocked, please pay attention to check. To obtain some permissions, please explore the ...... on your own"

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"It's endless, I can't listen to the sound that repeats itself," Zhang Xiaofan's head seemed to have countless people chattering in his ears, and at the same time accompanied by countless pictures, as if he had a complete memory from childhood to adulthood.

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"Hello tourists, I have entered the dungeon map "The King of Kung Fu", the main quest: 1. Find the real Monkey King (in progress); 2, looking for the real Tang Xuanzang (not opened); 3. Jump out of the cycle (in progress). Side quests: 1. Assist the white-robed silent monk and send the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick to the Monkey King to get rewards. Mission time: 100 years. ”

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"crossed? The movie "The King of Kung Fu"? ”

Zhang Xiaofan didn't expect that he had just recovered the memory of his previous life, and he came to his senses again, and he actually crossed again, and he was still holding a cooked copper stick, if there was no coiled dragon golden hoop on it, it would be even better.

"The King of Kung Fu" is an old movie from five or six years ago, I remember chasing it when I was in high school, and I feel that except for the beautiful Jin Yanzi played by 'Sister Fairy', there is nothing else worth paying attention to, even the fight between the two so-called kung fu masters, that's it.

The so-called real kung fu canceled all the special effects, and it feels like an ordinary kung fu movie, not even a martial arts drama.

After complaining, Zhang Xiaofan stood up from the hardboard bed with a stick in his hand.

"Hey, young man, you're awake," a middle-aged woman dressed in ancient costumes saw Zhang Xiaofan wake up, and hurriedly brought him a bowl of black medicinal soup.

Zhang Xiaofan hurriedly thanked him, looked at the black medicinal soup, and hurriedly asked, "Auntie, what kind of medicine is this?" ”

The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "It was my father-in-law who picked the Ganoderma lucidum mountain grass from the mountains, and it was originally going to be a tribute to the current fairy palace, but when I saw you in a coma in the paddy field, I boiled it to make up for your body." ”

As soon as he heard that it was made of Ganoderma lucidum mountain grass, Zhang Xiaofan was immediately overjoyed, this is the legendary Ganoderma lucidum grass, and if you take it, you can increase your strength for several years or decades. That foreign stupid boy was not blessed, he couldn't waste it, so he hurriedly took it with his hand and drank it into his stomach in one gulp.

After drinking the medicinal soup, a warm current wandered through the hundreds of corpses, and his spirit was suddenly shocked, and he became clear and clear, and his breathing was strong.

After drinking the medicinal soup, the middle-aged woman told him to lie down and rest.

"I'll go for a walk!"

Zhang Xiaofan thought of the officers and soldiers of the Immortal Palace who were about to arrive, and hurriedly rushed out of the door, looking far away, on the mountain road in the distance, sure enough, there were more than a dozen iron horsemen who were constantly bypassing the mountain road and circling towards this side.

"Everyone run, the officers and soldiers are coming," Zhang Xiaofan shouted to the farmers who were farming, as well as the father and daughter in the small village.

Those farmers heard Zhang Xiaofan's warning and watched from a distance, but these people were malnourished, and they had coarse tea and light rice on weekdays, where was Zhang Xiaofan's eyesight when he had just drunk the Ganoderma lucidum herbal soup.

However, a few farmers could see the sunlight reflected in the armor of those officers and soldiers.

It was on a hillside, all terraced, and it was hard to find a place to hide, so the farmers had to hide the young men and girls in the water tanks or under the beds and in the cupboards.

Zhang Xiaofan knew that the Ruyi golden hoop stick in his hand might also cause trouble to him, so he simply pulled off a piece of clothing on his body and wrapped the stick, at least from the surface, he couldn't tell what kind of treasure was inside.

"Grandpa, I'll go first!"

Zhang Xiaofan packed up his stick and said goodbye to the old man who saved his life, he really couldn't stay here, otherwise he would see the officers and soldiers killing people, and if he broke out impulsively, his life would be over.

After turning a corner, Zhang Xiaofan directly threw the stick wrapped in cloth strips in his hand into the paddy field next to him and pasted it with muddy water, so that the people next to him could not see the slightest abnormality. In addition, he drew a five-pointed star on a nearby tree, marked it, and ran directly into the forest.

"Brother Long, it's not that I don't wait for you, it's just that the officers and soldiers look too fierce, and I don't know if I can outrun their horses. After all, I'm not that foreign kid, I don't die with the aura of the protagonist, and if I die, it will be really a hundred. ”

Zhang Xiaofan hid in the forest, watching the villages in the mountains being burned down and the villagers scattering, but he was helpless.

After waiting until there was no sound below, Zhang Xiaofan went back to find the Ruyi golden hoop stick, walked slowly along the mountain forest, and as long as there was the slightest abnormality, he went straight to the mountain forest.

From the morning to the evening, it was only two hills, looking at the brightly lit city in the distance, it seems that today is not able to enter.

"Friends from afar, why don't you come in and sit down?"

“…… Who are you? Zhang Xiaofan peeked at it and finally saw a familiar person.

"What's in your hand?" The white-robed monk had sharp eyes, waved his sleeves, and walked straight to Zhang Xiaofan's side.

"Ruyi golden hoop stick," Zhang Xiaofan hurriedly handed over the stick, this is a person who protects destined people, and he must not offend.

“……？”

The white-robed monk didn't expect that he would take the golden hoop stick in his hand so easily, and he originally sensed the appearance of the golden hoop stick, and rushed over from thousands of miles away, it seems that he was reincarnated in the tenth life, and the rescue of the master was this time.

"Master, can you teach me how to get home?"

Zhang Xiaofan handed over the golden hoop stick, and when he saw that the white-robed monk didn't say a word, he was silent, and he couldn't help but feel anxious, so he had to take the initiative to ask.

The white-robed monk listened to his question, and then came back to his senses and asked, "Where is your home?" ”

"Earth, huh...... Did you know that South Boston, USA? ”

"It turns out that you are Skywalker," the white-robed silent monk remembered the prophecy that had been spread by the people for hundreds of years recently, and suddenly changed into a smiling face, and said with a smile: "If you want to go home, I'm afraid you will have to suffer a lot." ”

"It's okay, as long as you can go home," Zhang Xiaofan smirked, he didn't expect to be able to complete the task in one go, the legend says that Tang Seng Xitian took a total of 14 years to learn scriptures, and he was a little later, and he could still bear it if he spent a year.

"In that case, then you can follow me," the white-robed monk nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "What's your name?" ”

"Zhang Xiaofan, what do you call the master?" Zhang Xiaofan followed the monk to the fire, and the two began to chat slowly, with Zhang Xiaofan's knowledge, and after two years of social experience, now with the appearance of a teenage child to deceive a monk, although it takes a little thought, but it is not difficult.

After a night of chatting, Zhang Xiaofan successfully apprenticed to the monk and became his disciple, of course, a lay disciple, and there was no shaved hair. As for the drunken man Lu Yan, where he likes to play and play, don't come to yourself.

Thinking of the plot of the movie, the foreign boy was taught a lesson by two masters, Zhang Xiaofan shuddered, he only needed one master to be enough. When I think of this, I admire my choice yesterday.

Now that I have met my master and monk, I only need to sit quietly and think about it every morning.

"What are you doing?" The monk asked suddenly.

"I'm meditating, master," Zhang Xiaofan looked up.

"I didn't say you," Monk Mo didn't look back, staring closely at the two people who came out of the mountain stream.

"They are ......"

Zhang Xiaofan stood up and looked at Lu Yan and Jin Yanzi who were riding two tall horses, and felt that this world was too small, and he had tried his best to avoid it, so why did he still encounter it.

I just don't know if these two people have attracted the white-haired witch.

"Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick?"

What the drunken man Lu Yan was holding in his hand was the wishful golden hoop stick that Zhang Xiaofan handed over to the white-robed silent monk yesterday, and I don't know why it was in Lu Yan's hands now.

"Robbing passers-by for no reason, is this the style of a drunken fairy?" The monk snorted coldly, stepped forward and took a step, stretched out his hand to put it on the golden hoop stick, and was about to snatch it back.

"Monk, I don't think this stick looks like your thing," Lu Yan ran with the golden swallow for half the night, and when he saw a temple, he went in to rest, and the golden swallow saw the golden hoop stick wrapped in cloth and opened it curiously, but he didn't expect it to be the legendary golden hoop stick.

"Now it's mine," there seemed to be a sticky force in the hand of the monk Mo, and the stick in Lu Yan's hand flew upside down, and Lu Yan wanted to snatch it, but it was too late.

"This stick belongs to Sun Wukong," Zhang Xiaofan hurriedly ran out to stop the two people who were about to fight, these are all his own people, there is no need to make a misunderstanding, on the one hand, it is easy to delay time, and on the other hand, it is easy to cause accidental injury. As long as you think about it, on the road, the foreign boy is caught between the two masters and gets angry, and he trembles.

"Humph!"

The monk also knew the name of the drunken immortal Lu Yan, but he didn't bother with him directly.

"Boy, are you Skywalker?"

Lu Yan knew a lot about the situation, and when he saw Zhang Xiaofan dressed strangely, and he didn't speak like a local, it was easy to guess the legendary Skywalker.

"My master said I am, then I may be!"

Zhang Xiaofan respectfully invited Lu Yan and fairy sister Jin Yanzi to sit down, and boiled the medicinal soup for a morning, which was almost ready, and just had breakfast together.

After breakfast, according to the plan of the monk Mo, that is, to go all the way to the west, the destination station is the palace of the commander of the Heavenly Palace in Wuzhi Mountain, and hand over the golden hoop stick to Sun Wukong.

Lu Yan didn't have any opinions, and Jin Yanzi was eager to try.

Only Zhang Xiaofan objected, because he didn't know anything, it was best to let himself practice for seven years and eight years, and then send the golden hoop stick.

"Opposition is invalid, you can naturally cultivate on the road!" Mo Seng waited for the reincarnation of the tenth life, how could he be willing to continue to waste time, rejected Zhang Xiaofan's proposal, took out two pieces of cloth and threw them over.

"It's so heavy," Zhang Xiaofan stretched out his hand to take it, it was very heavy, at least ten kilograms, and it seemed that a lot of private materials had been added to the cloth.

"This is a sandbag, on the leggings," the monk Mo directly ordered, taking advantage of Zhang Xiaofan's leggings, to explain to him the essentials of the light body exercises and the breathing mantra of cooperation.

"Master, isn't it too presumptuous to come so heavy for the first time, the disciple thinks that you can use half the weight first and try it," Zhang Xiaofan After tying the sandbag, he felt that the whole person was like a stiff mummy, walking and swaying, and he couldn't even take a crotch step.

"Boy, if you don't want to run out of food at noon, just go slowly!"