In the eleventh year of Emperor Shun's reign, on the mountain road spreading from Shaomu Mountain in Henan, a figure was slowly ascending the stone steps.

The dark color of the unknown material robe, the cuffs and neckline are faintly trimmed with gold wire, and the end is extremely luxurious and rich, similar to today's attire but very different. When the figure walked in and looked closely, this person's face was like jade, his body was slender, his blood was vigorous, and he walked up the stairs but the pace was steady and not chaotic, and a pair of dark eyes were fascinating.

This is Zhao Xianzong, who came across the border, has been here for a few days, and at the beginning of his arrival was at the mouth of the Qiantang River in Zhejiang, Wangpanshan Island. That is where the Heavenly Eagle Sect held the Sword Raising Conference back then.

After several inquiries, I finally learned that more than 19 years have passed since the Sword Raising Conference.

So now Zhang Wuji should be eighteen years old? The plan of Cheng Kun, the thunderbolt of the mixed yuan, has already been implemented, and now he is hiding in Shaolin under the pseudonym Yuanzhen, and Wudang Shaolin is therefore enmity, and Mingjiao has Yang Xiao, the left envoy of the bright left, intends to revive, relying on the sky to slay the dragon in the world, stirring up the world. And now it is the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the heroes of the world are rising, all kinds of righteous armies are emerging, and the fall of the Yuan is also in the situation of these decades.

So how can you take the opportunity to plunder your luck? Will you help Yuan destroy these people from all walks of life plus the rebels? Or will you help these rebels destroy this dying and decaying dynasty ahead of schedule?

Or like the previous plane, there is no position, no camp, just calculation for luck.

Obviously, Zhao Xianzong is not from this world, and he was originally just an ordinary person on the earth. Living a 9-to-5 life every day, I got a Ten Thousand Worlds advent system by chance.

This system is mysterious and unpredictable, and it can not only bring itself to the heavens and worlds. And in each mission world, there is a chance to draw character exercises. In addition, as long as you can kill the children of luck, you can instantly obtain thirty percent of their cultivation and ability.

At present, the system in my mind only has two roulette wheels, one large and one small, the large roulette wheel can only rotate once in each plane, and the small roulette wheel is to show the origin luck required to descend on other planes next time. The small roulette wheel looks a bit like a watch, except that there is only one hand on it.

As for the other capabilities of the system, it has not yet been revealed, perhaps because the trigger conditions are not enough.

In the previous plane, Zhao Xianzong was just a mortal, and through decades of conspiracy and calculation, he finally managed to become a warlord with hundreds of thousands of horses in his hands, but the general trend was limited, and he just extracted the skills of the two elders of this plane.

Feeling the surging power in his body, Zhao Xianzong couldn't help but clench his fists, and a blast of air followed. When he just crossed the border three days ago, a surging force suddenly increased from this heaven and earth.

Strange and familiar, strange because Zhao Xianzong had not been exposed to this power at all before. Familiar because he took over the martial arts memory of Lu Zhuke, this body strength is like his own penance for decades, like a finger, round and natural.

With all his strength, he slapped a radius of dozens of zhang, and suddenly the temperature dropped, the flowers and trees were frozen into crystal ice, and the fingers touched and fell to the ground suddenly.

This feeling of being in control of one's own power is so good! This is not the same feeling as holding hundreds of thousands of troops in control of their life and death, and I can't tell what kind of more reassuring it is.

But among the benefits brought by this majestic internal force, there is one thing that cannot be compared with holding a male soldier, that is, the wrinkles in the corners of Zhao Xianzong's eyes have disappeared, and he still looks like a young man, and the decades of years have not left any traces on him.

Fingers gently brushed the corners of his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Xianzong's mouth, like a stone falling from the undisturbed ancient pool, causing ripples and taking people's hearts, but such a bewitching scene was not appreciated by the audience.

Continue to climb the stairs, there are still some things to do in Shaolin this time. The plot of the Heavenly Plane has been slowly unfolding, maybe in a few years it will be when the six major factions will besiege the Bright Peak, what I have to do is to speed it up!

Zhao Xianzong traveled thousands of miles to Shaolin this time to come for this Yuanzhen, perhaps it is more appropriate to call it Cheng Kun, this person is really of great use to himself as the mastermind behind the Heavenly Plane.

It's just that the martial arts learned by Cheng Kun are quite mixed, good at mixing Yuan Gong, Thunderbolt Boxing, Phantom Yin Finger, and then invested in Shaolin Temple to learn Shaolin Jiuyang Gong, and the skill has since gone to a higher level.

He is now armed with the two elders of Xuan Ming and cooperates with him, undoubtedly with the tiger, and if he does not handle it properly, he will be killed, but this dangerous move has to be taken, whether it is the layout of Cheng Kun in the past, or his apprentice Chen Youliang, they are all chess pieces that they can use, if they are handled well, it will be a big help for themselves!

"Stop, don't trespass in Shaolin!" shouted two young midas dressed in gray-robed monks.

Looking up, all the way to at least the forest monk gate, the vermilion gate, on the flying book three dragons flying phoenix dance big characters, the atmosphere is majestic, shocking! It really responds to that ancient poem.

Cuiye is stationed in Rongxuan, and Lu Long is transferred to the decoration.

The orogeny is as beautiful as a charm, and the long flow is forbidden like a belt.

The sea and air are hundreds of heavy buildings, and the cliffs and pines are thousands of feet covered.

If you can enjoy it, why bother outside the city.

Zhao Xianzong arched his hand, "This seat Zhao Xianzong is the master of the Ten Thousand Sects, and he has come to ask to see Master Yuanzhen of your temple!"

The two small sand mounds glanced at each other, one walked towards the door, and the other led Zhao Xianzong into this thousand-year-old temple.

There are hundreds of houses, pagodas stand in the forest, monks in different robes walk through constantly, a martial arts holy land, the momentum of the bull's ears of the various factions, a good Shaolin!

Following Xiao Shatuo Zhao Xianzong to a small Xuan and taking a seat, Xiao Shatuo said, "Master Zhao, wait a while, junior brother has already gone to invite Uncle Yuanzhen." ”

After speaking, Xiao Shatuo stood quietly and stopped talking, although he was curious in his heart, he had never heard of any Wanzongmen, but looking at Zhao Xianzong's appearance and bearing, he didn't think it was a lie in his heart, and Uncle Yuanzhen would come in a while, and he would be able to judge the truth or falsehood!

A moment later, a monk dressed in a red robe was brought in by the small sand mound from before.

Zhao Xianzong looked at it fixedly, this person has a slender body, a white face and a beard, which is very different from ordinary monks, and he is full of essence and blood.

Cheng Kun entered the door and also looked at this so-called master of the Ten Thousand Sects, he has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, naturally he will not be as ignorant as two little sand mounds, when he heard that there are people who claim to be the masters of the Ten Thousand Sects to visit him, the first impression is ridiculous! When did there be this faction in the rivers and lakes?

But the moment he saw Zhao Xianzong, he was a little shaken, could it be that he hadn't been out of the rivers and lakes in the past few years, and there were really these ten thousand sects in the rivers and lakes?

This person looks extraordinary, although he is young, he is also condensed with qi and blood, compared to himself, he is only slightly lost, such a top character is enough to start a sect, and more importantly, this person's bearing, although it is obscure, but the sea of killing blood, he can clearly feel that when this person is not angry, it seems to be mediocre, but if he is angry, it will be a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, thunder means, such a tragic killing atmosphere, Cheng Kun is still only seen in his life.

Putting away his contempt, Cheng Kun stepped forward and folded his hands and said, "The poor monk is Yuanzhen, I don't know what the donor is looking for the poor monk?"

Zhao Xianzong looked around and did not speak.

Cheng Kun comprehended, waved his hand and waved away the two little sand mounds, and then said, "Can the donor say anything to the little monk now?"

Zhao Xianzong looked at Cheng Kun with a look that seemed to be smiling, and said, "Master, would you like to listen to this seat talk about an old thing?"

Cheng Kun didn't know what to do, so he naturally knew that he was afraid that it was not as simple as a story, but he still said, "Can the monk say no?

Zhao Xianzong smiled casually: "Many years ago, there was a pair of childhood sweethearts, who were originally a pair of golden boys and girls, but who knew that the woman was snatched away by the Ming Sect leader at that time. The man watched his lover marry another woman, so he was naturally unwilling, and Yang Dingtian was obsessed with martial arts, so he couldn't help but snub his wife. So...."

"Shut up, who are you!" A moment ago, he was still a monk of the Dao, but in an instant, he turned into Cheng Kun with a hideous face, his eyes were murderous, and the green tendons on his forehead were bursting up, and it seemed that he could choose someone to devour at any time.

Faced with this situation, Zhao Xianzong was not afraid and said indifferently, "The master is rude, this is a pure place in Shaolin, the master's attitude really surprised this seat, I don't know if the master of Shaolin Kongjian has seen this honor of Master Yuanzhen?"

Cheng Kun on the other side looked relieved when he heard this, and according to the killing intent in his heart, this is Shaolin, thousands of monks, although he has cultivated to the monstrous, but he is not the opponent of the three gods and monks, not to mention that there are still big things to do hidden here, and his deeds cannot be exposed.

Cheng Kun suppressed his anger and said loudly, "What are you looking for from me?"

"This is not the place to speak, why don't we talk about it in the red leaf forest of Qingniu Town at the foot of Shaomu Mountain this night?"

"Okay, the poor monk will arrive on time"

At the intersection of sending at least the mountain down, Cheng Kun stared at Zhao Xianzong's distant back, and the killing intent in his eyes soared to the sky!