"The World: The Deer and the Cauldron"

Name: Chen Yi

Age: 15 years old

Identity: A disciple of a lay Buddhist in Shaolin Temple

Cultivation level: Early stage of third-rate

Kung Fu Tiger Fighting [First Level Small Success]

Martial Arts:

Shaolin Changquan [Xiaocheng]

Arhat Fist [Introduction]

Points: 300

Lottery opportunities: 2

Storage space: 1 cubic meter.”

...

The night in Shaolin Temple is very quiet.

Chen Yi lay on the hard bed, looking at the two lottery opportunities on his personal panel, and felt a little excited.

I have been traveling to the Deer Dinner World for more than four months. The reason for traveling is not that I encountered any accident. I just slept for a night and woke up by a "Infinite World Shuttle System".

When he first got the system, he was quite excited, feeling that he had become the protagonist of the legendary infinite system stream, and he had neither the main god nor the fierce fighting of the reincarnation team. This was very Buddhist and very pleasing to his taste.

However, this broken system is too Buddhist. Apart from giving him a complete transformation at the beginning, he turned him from his 3rd year old to fifteen years old, and then instilled in the original plot, there was nothing else.

"Please trigger the main and side tasks yourself, get corresponding rewards, and open the next world."

No matter how Chen Yi asked, the system would answer this sentence, which was even more fucked than the so-called artificial intelligence in the 21st century.

Fortunately, he has played online games and read online articles. He feels that if he wants to trigger a task, he must have to contact NPCs related to the plot.

At that time, Chen Yi was traveling through the border of Henan and Hebei, so he immediately thought of Shaolin Temple, a large NPC gathering place in Songshan, Henan. He was penniless and survived all the way. After nearly a month, he finally arrived at his destination.

Finally, the emperor paid off. When he saw Shaolin Temple, he heard the system prompt-

"You triggered the side mission 'Add to Shaolin and reach the third-rate cultivation level'. The reward for completing the mission: 2 draw opportunities, 300 points."

This made Chen Yi overjoyed and quickly begged to join Shaolin and became a lay disciple.

However, as a martial arts master for hundreds of years, Shaolin Temple has its own rules. No matter who enters the school, it has proved that loyalty is impossible to be awarded advanced martial arts.

Fortunately, Shen Yi had excellent qualifications after his transformation. With just one widely circulated entry-level "Fuhu Fu Gong", he has crossed the entire last-stage realm from an ordinary person with no foundation in just three months and reached the early third-rate strength.

Many people in the martial arts world have been struggling for half their lives and are at this level.

Those who can make some famous people in the world like Mao Shiba in the original work are probably at the late third-rate stage and peak level.

As for entering the second-rate realm, you must practice internal skills to a certain level, otherwise it will be useless no matter how skilled the martial arts moves are, except for some individuals and a few martial arts unique skills.

Until this afternoon, Chen Yi finally entered the third-rate realm, completed the side mission, and won two chances of lottery.

"I hope I can draw a peerless martial art, or some magic pill, to improve my skills by a hundred or ten years in minutes..."

The long-awaited lottery finally arrived, and Chen Yi was fantasizing about it greedily.

Although Guanzhi told him that the probability of such a good thing happening is lower than winning the lottery, as the saying goes, "If you never forget it, there will be a resounding response." Even if it is a salted fish, you still have a dream!

With his thoughts, the lottery began-

[1 bottle of Xue Shen Pill (Da Bu Pills created by Shenlong Sect can strengthen the body and strengthen the internal breath after taking them.)]

[Pi Lie Bullet (alternative grenade, extreme level below the peak, will die within five meters)]

"Damn it! The character explodes!"

When he saw the first item before, Chen Yi was already quite satisfied, but when he saw the second item, he shouted excitedly.

If you have the most strength below the peak, you will die within five meters!

This thing is so awesome, especially in the world of Deer Ding. According to the world background given by the system, except for the extraordinary pervert like Yuan Chengzhi, the first-class peak is already the top combat power.

For example, Hong Antong, the master of Shenlong Island, and his divine fist is invincible and returns to Xinshu, which is the realm.

And if this thunder bullet is used well, it will be like a life-long life!

"Zhang Heng, what are you doing if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?"

"Go to bed quickly, I'll wake up early tomorrow!"

Chen Yi's cry immediately woke up several other brothers in the room. Everyone complained that "Zhang Heng" was his pseudonym.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm going to sleep now..."

He quickly comforted everyone on the surface, but he had other ideas in his heart.

"Haha, the name I reported when I entered the temple was fake. Now that the task has been completed, I will be out of here soon. I'm going to have a good time!"

Shaolin Temple is very strict, so it’s okay if you don’t eat meat. After the Qing Dynasty entered the pass, because they were afraid that their disciples would offend the government, they strictly restricted their disciples from going down the mountain!

Even lay disciples are not good. Violators will be beaten twenty at the least, and the martial arts will be abolished and expelled from the master!

So when I first started, Chen Yi hid a thought and applied for a pseudonym - no one in the world knew him anyway.

As a time traveler, Chen Yi certainly had the idea of ​​seeking benefits based on his familiarity with the original plot.

But if you can't go down the mountain, it's all in vain?

What's more, half a month ago, when he saw an imperial envoy who came to Shaolin Temple to announce the imperial edict, he also triggered the main mission-

"Congratulations! You triggered the main task of "expelling the Tartars and calling the emperor the ancestor". Please overthrow the Qing Dynasty within 30 years and replace it. Mission completion rewards: 5 lottery opportunities, 600 points, and opening the next world."

When Chen Yi first received this task, he was completely confused.

We are just an ordinary young man. We have played some online games and read some online articles. At most, we have only been a keyboard warrior a few times. Where can we get the ability to fight against the Qing court and then become the emperor by ourselves?

Especially at this time when the Manchus had just entered the pass, although the Eight Banners Army had already shown signs of corruption, their overall combat power was still not bad. What's more, the little emperor Kangxi was not Yiyou, and he could almost be said to be the number one emperor of the Qing Dynasty!

In short, the difficulty of expelling the Tartars and calling themselves emperors and becoming ancestors is really exaggerated.

It's simply hell level!

But there is no way, the system said: "If you do not complete the main task, you will not be able to open the next world."

So no matter what, you have to try it?

Chen Yi is also an infinite system-stream male protagonist, so he won’t suffocate himself to death in the first world because the task is too difficult... That’s too miserable and will be despised by other colleagues!

Therefore, it is necessary to escape, and you have to run tonight. Otherwise, if you stay for a long time, there will be too many traces left in Shaolin Temple. When you meet again in the future, some embarrassing scenes will inevitably occur.

"Hey, aren't you Zhang Heng? Why did you change your name? How dare you secretly defect from the temple? Or did you mean that when you first entered the Shaolin Temple, you had bad intentions? Let's go back with me and receive punishment, and you have all your martial arts. Let's talk about it carefully!"

The picture is so beautiful that I can't imagine it!

Chen Yi has only been in Shaolin Temple for only three months. There are more than 3,000 people in the temple. He knows no more than twenty of them in total, and only four or five of them are familiar with. They are all fellow brothers of the same generation, and there is no one in the top management.

Moreover, he is only fifteen years old and is using a pseudonym. If he grows up a year or two, who can recognize him in Shaolin Temple?

The martial arts he practiced were all big players, including Shaolin Changquan and Luohanquan, which had been passed down for hundreds of years. There were many people in the world. It would be nonsense to judge his identity based on martial arts.

To sum up, Chen Yi has already made up his mind to escape, and the sooner he escapes, the better.

...

Two months later, Yangzhou.

Chen Yi, wearing a long blue gown, sat on the tea stall by the bustling street, looking at the bustling crowd and the famous "Lichunyuan" opposite, with his eyes full of torment.

It has been almost half a month since he arrived in Yangzhou. This time, he has martial arts skills. He has bullied many little thieves along the way from Songshan and has also made some money, so he is not as embarrassed as when he first came through time.

But the little thief himself is not rich. He robbed the poor and helped the poor for only a few taels of silver in total. He had to eat and stay in a hotel every day, and he couldn't bear to go to Lichunyuan to have fun. He sat at the tea stall every day, ordering a pot of tea from morning to night, waiting for the plot to begin.

His behavior seems so strange to others that the old lady who runs a tea stall doubts whether he has something wrong with him!

"The young man is very handsome. Why do you squat here every day and keep looking at Lichunyuan? Could it be that he has fallen in love with a girl and has no money to redeem her, and he is hysterical?"

The old lady felt a little sympathized with this "infatuated" young man, but she was a little contemptuous.

What a good guy, what's wrong with you? Why do you like chickens?

Of course, Chen Yi noticed the aunt's subtle expression, but he could only pretend that he didn't see it - who made him poor!

Apart from this tea stall, the consumption on this street is too expensive!

If he hadn't seen Wei Xiaobao's naughty child making noise on the street every day and knowing that the plot had not started yet, he might have gone directly to Beijing and then robbed the rich and helped the poor along the way.

But for the main plan, let's stick to it.

Just as Shen Yiru was sitting on pins and needles and needles and needles, a loud shout suddenly came from Ming Yufang-

"Friends in business in various yards, girls, everyone who comes to spend money to play, listen! We come to find someone, and it has nothing to do with others, and no one is allowed to scream or move. If you don't listen to the instructions, don't blame us for being rude!"

After this loud shout, the several yards around Mingyufang, including Lichunyuan, were all silent for a moment.

Then it became noisy, with the woman screaming, the man shouting, and the tables and chairs falling, one after another.

Chen Yi immediately realized that this scene was exactly the same as the original protagonist who was systematically instilled in the appearance.

He immediately reacted, quickly threw down more than a dozen copper coins on the table, and walked towards Lichunyuan in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, everyone in the yard was attracted by the loud shout. The scene was very quiet. Chen Yi took the opportunity to find an uninhabited table to sit down.

As soon as his butt was touched by the stool, he heard a "bang" sound, and the gate of Lichunyuan was knocked open, and more than a dozen big men entered one after another.

These people dressed in short clothes, with white cloth wrapped around their heads, green belts wrapped around their waists, and were holding bright steel knives and dark iron sticks in their hands. When the people in the yard saw it, they recognized them as a group of salt owls selling private salt.

Everyone couldn't help but be surprised. Why did these guys who have always been brave and dare to fight even small officials in order to sell private salt?

Soon, an old man flashed behind the men and bowed to everyone present, explaining his purpose.

It turned out that a guy named Jia Laoliu of the Tiandihui provoked them rudely. This group of people came to find the place back this time.

A group of salt dealers cursed and searched for someone in Lichunyuan, but no one dared to stop him.
Chapter completed!