Zhang Qingling of Longhu Mountain died, and the moment he broke the imperial city, Zhao Zimo killed him with his own hands.

The Yuanzhu Zen Master of the Vajra Sect disappeared, and it is rumored that he lived in seclusion with the Golden Wheel Dharma King and never entered the Central Plains for half a step again.

As the biggest contributor to the anti-Yuan Shaolin Temple, the incense is vigorous at this time.

Fang Wujiang, the current emperor of the Ming Dynasty, took out 800,000 taels of silver from the insufficient treasury to build the Shaolin Temple, and at the same time canonized the Shaolin Temple as a royal temple.

But in order not to let Buddhism dominate, he deliberately supported Wudang Mountain and canonized Zhang Sanfeng as a real person, and even provoked a lot from it.

Since then, there have been many open and secret battles between Wudang Shaolin and the rivers and lakes, but there have been no casualties.

Of course, no one knows that Zhang Sanfeng often goes to Shaolin to talk with Jueyuan, often overnight.

As for the original Shaolin abbot, when he left, he really disappeared, and there was no trace of rumors, but this made some families and generals feel a lot more at ease.

It's just that in the second year of Ming Wuzong, when the emperor of the Ming Dynasty wanted to choose a horse for Her Royal Highness the princess, he made a funeral.

Her Royal Highness the 26-year-old princess Fanghua died of her heart in a festive wedding dress on the night of her wedding.

Of course, no one knows that Her Royal Highness the dead princess let a white light take away her soul and also disappear into this world.

It's just that a happy event turns into a funeral, and the originally elated and high-spirited horse master can only be buried with a living person under Fang Wujiang's anger!

And Fang Wujiang is also successful in martial arts, has a healthy physique, has worked hard for several years, and has given birth to five sons, at least an heir.

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Zhao Zimo was stunned on the chair at this time, next to the bronze gate, there was no time in the space, and he didn't know hunger, so he sat like this, and it seemed that he had been sitting for a month.

"Host, friendly reminder, you have ten minutes left, and you will enter a new world!"

The young man who came back to his senses sighed lightly: "If you are familiar." ”

"Yes, your first time entering the world, I also told you that there are ten minutes left, and you will enter the new world."

"Then tell me, if I work hard, what kind of growth can I be, I can go to heaven and earth without crossing space, even if I go to the underworld, I can drag people out?" Zhao Zimo turned his head to look at the bronze gate, especially the ancient Sinan, wanting to see where it could point, and also remembering the original position.

"If you reach the highest level, you can do whatever you want, but this is not something that can be achieved by hard work, chance, luck, talent, understanding, top teachers, etc., are all indispensable!"

"It's enough to do it, let's go!" Zhao Zimo stepped across the bronze gate in one step, his body turned into white light and disappeared again, and he finally stepped into that big world.

But he didn't know that there was a white light that entered that world many years before him, and then merged into the body of a baby girl, I don't know if it was a coincidence.

At that time, there was a great sect ancestor who traveled the world, happened to encounter the white light, and deeply thought that it was the reincarnation of the immortal, and immediately flew over thousands of miles, and when she saw the baby girl, she was even more surprised, and directly accepted it as a personal disciple, and she concluded that this female immortal road is promising!

This sect is in the land of Lingzhou, called Xuanmen Holy Sect, the land of Lingzhou, it should be the first sect!

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A year after this world.

Early in the morning, Zhao Zimo walked out of the small palace, raised his palm slightly to block his eyes, the sun was very dazzling, very bright, there were many people around him, at this time they walked into a huge square, and the floor under their feet seemed to be paved with jade.

His face was calm, and he looked at the people around him, all of whom were thirteen or fourteen years old, and the oldest was no more than sixteen years old.

Of course, the cultivation of these teenagers and girls also varies from high to low, some are acquired and some are congenital, but those with a low realm are often only six or seven years old.

There was even a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy who had already achieved the Martial Dao Golden Pill, and the majesty of the Grandmaster Realm stood out from the crowd, he had two knives around his waist, there was no fancy decoration on the scabbard, and the handle of the knife was only a red rope.

But even if the knife is not unsheathed, the sword qi is like it can't be hidden, wanting to show his power to the world, and keeps emitting a 'buzzing' sound.

But the young man had been standing there quietly, holding the hilt of the knife with both hands, and without letting the knife come out of the way, he looked ahead, not at a person.

And he doesn't look down on anyone, it's just that he thinks that the gap between people and ants is too big, and he can't trample one to death, do you still see if it's male or female?

At the same time, he also wanted those high-ranking immortals to know that he had been practicing swords since he was a child, and Yu Dongzhou Qingnan County was the most outstanding genius, so it was the best choice to let that sect accept him as an apprentice.

Zhao Zimo is not too harmonious, not only because he is older, almost exceeding the limit of sixteen years old, but also because he is wearing a simple dress without any golden threads, and the realm is still a simple early stage of the innate realm, how can this make people look up?

The original little monk had no bald head, his hair had grown a lot after a year, and he even changed his clothes, because he had been in this world for more than a year, and finally got a chance to join the sect according to the information of the system.

He looked around, there were thousands of teenagers here, all waiting quietly and without words, because cultivating immortals and preaching the Tao, the road ahead was either a Taoist friend or an enemy, at this moment, naturally there was nothing to talk nonsense.

What's more, because everyone can come here, the family has spent an unknown amount of money, and no one has time to set that almost, so it's better to think about how to let the immortal masters accept themselves as apprentices.

Since Zhao Zimo entered this world, he has been in a coma in a strange town, and a few teenage children have rescued him, and he has always lived there, knowing that he only came here a year later.

He knew some very interesting little guys in that town, in which year, and I don't know why, those very mature little guys were taken away by some immortal masters, although he was not chosen, but he only smiled, because he still got a chance.

He looked at some of the seats in front of him, and there were thirty-six tables.

This also means that after a while, thirty-six sects will come to collect disciples, and Zhao Zimo, who originally had little confidence in himself, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This means that there is a great opportunity, after all, the sect is strong and weak, and he is not a waste material, so he will definitely be able to choose himself, just at the moment when he is full of expectations and can join the sect.

Those high-ranking immortal masters finally appeared.

Dressed in different costumes and with a mortal presence, they slowly walked out of the large palace on the opposite side of the square, one step, two steps, three steps, and they arrived here.

That kind of pace that seems to be fast and slow, Zhao Zimo is very uncomfortable to watch, but he can only endure it, just when he took a deep breath and wanted to walk over and boast about himself.

The thirty-six immortal masters stretched out their fingers, like women in the village buying eggs, and clicked back and forth, sometimes hitting a certain teenager, with a hint of unhappiness in their eyes, as if they had picked a broken egg, but it was better than nothing.

So Zhao Zimo deeply felt that what kind of eyes this group of people looked at him, it seemed that they were not looking at their own kind, but at ants, and as those teenagers and girls who were targeted came out one after another.

There were more than six hundred teenagers and girls in the entire square, and at that moment, Zhao Zimo couldn't help but reddened his eyes when he saw many seven or eight-year-old children, as if he knew that he had no more chances, but he was quite disappointed, because the system told him that if he didn't choose again, he would not be able to lock his life.

And the original Shaolin abbot, Zhao Zimo, who was high in that world, finally laughed at himself, it seems that he is still too confident......

But this group of immortal masters hadn't left yet, because they looked at a lazy middle-aged Taoist priest, as if to say, "You choose, aren't your Pure Yang Sword Sect fateful, especially your Li Daochun's most important fate."

However, in the past few hundred years, you have traveled hundreds of thousands of miles in the mortal world, but in addition to the former big disciple, you have not received a single apprentice, this year to see what demons you can choose in this Shengtang Palace. ”

The old Taoist priest originally didn't have much hope, but when he swept over the many children, a trace of surprise really flashed in his eyes, and he stood up directly, and slowly pointed to a sixteen-year-old young man, and those immortal masters also looked at him in surprise.

Zhao Zimo, who was originally a little lost, seemed to hear a sentence: "The poor road is destined for you, are you willing to enter my door?" ”