The wind is biting.

As soon as Zhang Chen opened his eyes, countless wind and snow flew towards his face, as if they were about to turn him into a whole popsicle, and wrapped him in a blink of an eye.

"What kind of bird place is this?" Zhang Chen hurriedly shuddered, shook off these snowflakes, and immediately the internal force operated, and finally withstood such a wind and cold.

But it's still so cold that I can't bear it.

The temperature around him was too low, and the strong and indescribable cold wind almost blew him away, and the snowflakes that were carried in it were simply like a hidden weapon stabbing Zhang Chen's body, no matter how high his internal strength was, he couldn't bear such weather.

couldn't help but glance around, and Zhang Chen realized where he was staying.

But in the slit under a cliff, the air flow shuttled out from the slit that was no more than twenty meters at most, and the speed had been increased to the extreme, which was the only way to have such power.

The sky was pitch black, and under the wind and snow, it was impossible to see what it was like in the distance.

Reluctantly relying on his strong spiritual strength, Zhang Chen realized that the place where he was standing at this time was a rock wall protrusion of about three or five square meters, and there was a bottomless abyss under his feet.

"Do you want this to be excessive? I just came here and made such a fuss for me? Zhang Chen said depressedly.

He quickly turned his head to look at his virtual screen, only to see that his task was already explained in detail.

"Mission World: The Condor Heroes

Target: King of the Golden Wheel

Mission Objectives: Task 1: Become a Mongolian national teacher and assist the Mongolian army in attacking the Southern Song Dynasty. This mission is a team battle mission. Before the end of the mission, the number of your own casualties must not exceed 70%, and the enemy's losses must not be less than 60%. Reward: 2000 Rubik's Cube points.

Task 2: Protect the Mongol Khan from death and win the battle of Xiangyang City. Reward: 1000 Rubik's Cube points.

Task 3: Kill the masters of the Southern Song Dynasty, kill one person, and increase the task reward: 200 Rubik's Cube points.

Overall rewards: 3 successes, deducting 1000 villain points (84842)

Failure Penalty: Failure increases villain value by 400 points (84842)"

Zhang Chen suddenly slurped his tongue and said, "Is there a little bit of creativity?" This kind of world has been ruined, right? ”

said. He scratched his head. Once again, his attention shifted to himself at this time.

There is no doubt that if he doesn't want to find a way to solve his predicament at this time, let alone complete the task or something, can he survive tonight. That's a big problem.

Mental power swept everywhere. Soon. Zhang Chen had already discovered his goal.

It was almost forty meters below this small bulge that he was in at this time, and it was an extremely smooth ice wall, which passed through Zhang Chen's spiritual power. It can be seen that there is a cave hidden under the ice wall, and if you can enter it, you will be able to resist the wind and snow.

Zhang Chen took a deep breath, cautiously, and leaned down.

The friction on this ice wall is amazingly small, even if Zhang Chen has used all his strength to use such a "gecko skill", but it is still sliding at a rapid speed.

Fortunately, his reaction was fast enough, and when he reached the same position, he immediately swung out with a palm, the knife qi was hidden, and a slap smashed the ice wall, and in an instant, the body turned over and fell into the cave.

Zhang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed, and couldn't help muttering, "What an idiot, a good little novice, what kind of hero did you come to this mountain to pretend to be, and you still want to pick ginseng?" It's good, it's dead, right? ”

According to the hint given by the Rubik's Cube, the Golden Wheel Dharma King he replaced at this time should be because his master was seriously ill and planned to run to this snowy mountain to pick ginseng, but he didn't expect that one accidentally fell into the cliff, although he didn't fall to the bottom, but he also lost his life, and gave this skin to Zhang Chen.

Entering the cave, Zhang Chen sniffed lightly, and suddenly exclaimed, "There is still the smell of kerosene?" ”

Hurriedly found a place, tinkered with it for a while, and set the kerosene on fire.

I only heard a loud noise, and a flame burst out, which turned out to be a small kerosene pool, two or three meters long, which was ignited by him so little, emitting a dazzling light.

Under the illumination of this flame, Zhang Chen could see that in this cave of less than ten square meters, there was a skeleton that had long since dried up sitting on the ground, and there was a golden robe wrapped around the body, barely fixing the posture, so it did not fall apart directly.

"Did you open this cave?" Zhang Chen said curiously.

Naturally, this skeleton would not answer him, but the long black iron knife in this cave, which had long been dull and had almost turned into an iron plate, told Zhang Chen without any doubt that his guess was not wrong.

"This is not a fairy world, you can play flying swords, you actually used a knife to develop a cave on this smooth rock wall, it should also be a generation of masters, right?" Zhang Chen laughed, "So, your old man's martial arts secrets, I don't know where to hide?" ”

The world line of "The Condor Heroes" is hundreds of years earlier than "Smiling Proud Jianghu", and according to the consistent urine nature of Jin Yong's world, the proper level of martial arts in this world is a cut higher.

Now that he has arrived in this place, of course, Zhang Chen will not let go of the opportunity to improve his strength.

He glanced around, and found that there was really very little in the cave.

Except for a kerosene jar, a water bag, a bag of dry food that has long been unusable, and a long knife of dark iron, all that can be considered mysterious is the robe on the skeleton's body and the futon under its buttocks.

These two things are definitely peerless treasures.

The dark iron long knife was already full of rust spots, and this robe had not changed color, and the futon was well cushioned under the skeleton's body, without any deformation. This is obviously not something that ordinary things can have.

"As a rule, it's either on this robe or in this futon." Zhang Chen muttered, "There are no words on the robe, if it is really on this thing, a little blood must be wasted, I better take a look at the futon first......"

As he spoke, he pulled the futon over it.

Then, the expression on that face suddenly became wonderful.

He guessed wrong!

Something he wanted. Neither in the futon. It wasn't on top of the robe, but it was wrapped in an oiled paper wrap that fell out of the skeleton's body!

It was actually sewn into his body by the original owner of this corpse!

"You think you're a monkey!" Zhang Chen muttered. While flipping through the oiled paper bag.

His face suddenly froze. Then he sighed again.

Wrapped in this oiled paper bag. It is a thick secret book, on which are written five big characters, "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong"!

That's right. It is the book that has been blown by countless people to be superb, as if it is the first external martial arts cultivation method in the heavens and on the earth, second only to the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" under the XX Xuangong of the Torrent and Desolation!

But unfortunately, Zhang Chen was not so interested in this thing.

"Damn, I've suffered a loss once, do you think I'll think this thing really has a future!" Zhang Chen said depressedly.

He already knew in the previous world that a strong internal strength is nothing, and a strong mental method is nothing, even if he is the first in the world, he doesn't want to really achieve any big breakthroughs, such as breaking the void or something.

Each world has its own operating rules, this is a martial arts world, do you really want ten dragons and ten elephants to destroy the heavens and the earth?

Dream on you!

Of course, this does not mean that Zhang Chen will stop cultivating.

Since this skeleton can rely on this "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" to cultivate to the point that he can open a cave in such a place with a blunt knife, then this martial art is naturally still useful.

But when Zhang Chen opened the secret book, he was dumbfounded again.

On this thing, everything written is in Sanskrit, and Zhang Chen doesn't know a word about it!

In desperation, he could only take the secret note into his arms, meditate and rest for a night, lifted the dark iron long knife, and walked out of the cave.

Using the knife as a support, he climbed towards the mountain little by little, and it took Zhang Chen almost a whole day before he slowly climbed to the top of the cliff.

As soon as Fang showed his head, he heard bursts of cheers, but saw a large number of monks rushing towards him, shouting happily in their mouths, obviously feeling extremely excited about Zhang Chen's survival.

Zhang Chen was so tired that he lay directly on the ground and fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already back in the temple where the Golden Wheel Dharma King was supposed to stay.

He sat up, but saw an old monk looking at him with a worried face, it was the master of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, the old monk who was said to be seriously ill and dying.

"Master, why did you get up?" Zhang Chen sat up, his heart moved, and he hurriedly asked.

The old monk showed a smile on his face, but he reined in, "I practice tantric divine skills, so I naturally don't pay attention to such a minor illness." But you, a child, have been practicing with me for so many years, but how come you still haven't grown a little bit? You actually fell off a cliff, do you know how many people are laughing at you now? ”

He sighed again, "I also know that you are doing this for my good, but your martial arts and work are really ......."

The old monk had a look of loss on his face, obviously he was quite fond of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, but he had no choice but that the other party's qualifications were not good, and he suddenly felt sad when he thought of the other party's bumpy future.

In other words, it was King Jinlun himself, and at this time he should probably have been moved beyond measure, and he was thinking about repaying his master by practicing martial arts.

But now it is Zhang Chen who is wearing this skin, so he naturally has no such a positive attitude.

"Master, don't worry." Zhang Chen patted his chest with a smile, "Apprentice, I won't embarrass your old man, don't worry, even if we can't improve our martial arts in the future, isn't this still going out to sell our Tantric Golden Gun Pill?" ”

The old monk's face suddenly darkened.

"You scoundrel, think about the past for me!" (To be continued......)