After the evening class, there is still some time before the meal. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe original "Wang Chan" had to be cleaned during this time, and they were instructed to do all kinds of things, laundry, water, and wood, and so on, but now Wang Chan naturally won't do it.

Touching his belly, Wang Chan was a little helpless, the food in Shaolin Temple was too light. After a pause, he couldn't leave the green vegetables and tofu, and Wang Chan's mouth was about to fade out of the bird. And this is also one of the more difficult places for Shaolin Temple to get started with martial arts than other sects, at Wang Chan's age, it is a critical stage to boil the body, if there is less meat, and there is no spiritual herb pill to make up, it is inevitable to lose the body on the way to the martial arts. But for the average poor children, where is there any spiritual herb elixir, so most of the monks recruited by Shaolin Temple will also choose rich families, unless they meet talented disciples who are all excellent, this kind of genius seedlings can be solved by Shaolin Temple.

Wang Chan was about to scold his mother in his heart. Beauty, wine, food, now that all three things have nothing to do with him, what is the meaning of this person's life.

"And if I hadn't had this thing, I'm afraid that the martial arts path would have been cut off, and I'm afraid I would really have to do a lifetime of miscellaneous labor. ”

Wang Chan reached out and touched the jade cicada pendant on his chest, felt a little comforted in his heart, and returned directly to his cabin.

As a small miscellaneous monk, Wang Chan naturally could not have his own separate room, only to see seven or eight wooden beds side by side in the meditation room, except for the dusty quilt, there was nothing else, simple can not be simple.

Wang Chan took off his shoes and sat directly on his bed.

Hey, this broken bed board is really hard enough, although Wang Chan was not rich and expensive in his previous life, but at least Xiaokang Mu has a problem, although there are troubles in a small life, but generally speaking, it is quite comfortable. Where do you know that this crossing is directly dressed like this......

Forget it, it's useless to say anything now, people, as long as they are alive, they can only look forward.

Wang Chan took out the jade cicada pendant on his chest, which was originally his, not from this little monk called Yijie, but from Wang Chan from the earth in the 21st century.

It's clearly a soul piercing, but it turns out that even the items are worn together, which is incomprehensible enough in itself. And what's even more strange is that Wang Chan found that others couldn't see the jade cicada pendant on his chest at all, as if this thing didn't exist in the eyes of others.

Of course, the most incredible thing is that there is a bronze door hidden in this jade cicada!

Wang Chan still clearly remembered the scene when he had just crossed over to Yijie and reached out to touch the jade cicada, when a simple bronze door suddenly appeared directly and rudely in front of him, and the strange thing was that so many monks around him were unaware. Wang Chan had the illusion of a cool air at that time, it was too gloomy. Could it be that there was something wrong with his cranial nerves, so that he had such a serious hallucination? For a second, he thought that he would not be able to do without Brain Platinum for the rest of his life. Later, when I thought about it, I even accepted this even more unbelievable thing, so what else could I not accept.

And this bronze door is Wang Chan's confidence, because this is not an ordinary bronze door. According to the information fed back by Xiao Yucicada, Wang Chan was able to use this bronze door to shuttle through various martial arts planes. Of course, this is not without limitations. First of all, Wang Chan could not take the initiative to select the martial arts plane to be traversed, but was randomly selected by the bronze gate. The second is that there is only one chance per month, and the time is set on the fifteenth of each month. Fortunately, the first time he crossed the realm, he was able to define the scope by himself, otherwise he would be directly sent to the high-level martial planes of "Turning Clouds and Rain" and "Shattering the Void", or the treacherous rivers and lakes written by the ancient masters, and then Wang Chan really didn't even know how he died.

Of course, this is only Wang Chan's most basic cognition of this bronze gate, as for whether there are other restrictions and functions, this is not something that Wang Chan can know now.

After three days of waiting, the long-awaited day finally came. Wang Chan looked at the bronze door in front of him, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The bronze door is already in front of us, is it still far away? haha!"

At this time, Wang Chan really wanted to laugh twice, and he had even thought about the days when he had crossed back from Shaolin and escaped from Shaolin.

This crossing restricts the martial arts world written by Jin Yong. ”

This restriction function is relatively vague, and Wang Chan tried several times and found that it could only restrict the author, so he had to choose this way. Although Jin Yong's martial arts world also has a high level of martial arts, it is generally safe. There will be no suspenseful plot where you drink tea and are killed by the shopkeeper.

While his mind was turning, the light and shadow on the bronze door flickered, and Wang Chan saw simple and vigorous words flying over his head.

"The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon", "The Sword of the Yue Woman", "The Legend of the Heavenly Dragon Slayer", "The Book of Swords and Enmity"...... Sure enough, it is all Jin Yong's works. Wang Chan's hands clenched and loosened, his eyes staring at the light and shadow on the bronze door and did not leave for a moment, anxiously waiting for the result.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Chan didn't even know how many times he clenched his hands and let go, only to feel that his palms began to ooze sweat. At this moment, the light and shadow exploded, leaving behind four large floating characters.

"The Condor Heroes!"

Rumble!

At the same time, the closed bronze door slowly opened, revealing a passage of light.

In the soft light, Wang Chan's expression could not be seen clearly, only the corners of his mouth could be clearly seen.

"The Condor Heroes...... Wang Chan muttered quietly, smiled, and walked in.

......

Crossing in front of the Condor Throne, Wang Chan had imagined countless scenes after his own crossing...... It is the cold tomb of the living dead, the Great Snow Mountain where the two supreme masters of Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng have fallen, or the Valley of Despair full of love flowers, and even Xiangyang City, where the army is pressing. Only this scene in front of him was something Wang Chan had never thought of, looking at a handsome young Taoist priest slowly covering the face of a girl in white, for some reason, Wang Chan felt that his face twitched a little.

Monks, Taoist priests, girls, this joke is too big.

As long as you have seen the Condor Heroes, you will definitely not be unfamiliar with this scene, and this should also say that all the remnants of the Condor fans, Dragon Knight Yin Zhiping!

Yin Zhiping's whole body was trembling because of nervousness at this time, his eyes had already been blinded by mad love, and he didn't notice that there was suddenly another person not far behind him.

And Wang Chan unconsciously had a huge brick in his hand......