film world traveler

"Ding dong!"

System: "Task requirements: The user hopes that the host can expand the Xiaoyao sect into the world and become the best sect in the world [This is the obsession of Wu Yazi, the leader of the Taoist Xiaoyao sect. He lived in a cave and lived in poverty. He hopes that the host can help him win.

Get what you want.】"

"Wu Yazi of the Tianlong Xiaoyao Sect?, the leader who was knocked off a cliff by Ding Chunqiu and escaped death, but ended up with a lifelong disability?"

Chen Jun was stunned for a moment and sighed in his heart.

The Xiaoyao Sect seems to be awesome. The two main characters, Duan Yu and Xu Zhu, have mastered the unique skills of the Xiaoyao Sect. Unfortunately, in terms of the development of the sect, it is far inferior to Shaolin and other martial arts experts, and even inferior to the Beggars Clan.

Look at how Ding Chunqiu has made the Xingxiu sect famous in the world with his power of transforming energy and poisoning skills. Look at the Coffin Palace of the Tianshan Child Elder in charge of the nine heavens and nine tribes of maids and the thousands of people on the thirty-six caves and seventy-two islands.

It is said that Liu Qiushui, the empress dowager of the Western Xia Dynasty, has great power in the country and cannot be underestimated.

They were all disciples of the Xiaoyao sect originally, and were Wuyazi's disciples or junior sisters.

Let's look at Wu Yazi again, how low the orthodox leader of the Xiaoyao Sect has fallen. He only has Su Xinghe under his sect, and to avenge himself, he has to set up a Zhenlong chess game to pass on Xu Zhu's skills.

You must know that all Wu Yazi had in his hands were Wang Zha, and it was strange to be beaten into this horrible state.

And if you are bad at playing cards, you are just bad. There is another person among the Tianlongs who suffered the same fate as Wu Yazi, and that is Duan Yanqing, the leader of the Four Evil Men.

Not to mention his evil deeds, when he was the prince of Dali, he was later exiled due to civil strife in Dali and was scheming by the treacherous minister Yang Yizhen. He was hunted by many parties. In the end, he was stabbed several times. Not only was his face completely disfigured, his legs were disabled,

Can't even speak.

After such an encounter back then, by the beginning of Tianlong's story, Duan Yanqing has become a first-class master of the Xixia First Grade Hall, the leader of the four evil villains, powerful in the world, and madly pursuing and revenge on his former enemies.

As the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, Wu Yazi was knocked off a cliff by his apprentice Ding Chunqiu, leaving his legs disabled. However, he still possesses Beiming's peerless martial arts, and his skills are many times stronger than Duan Yanqing's. However, in his heart, he still has the desire to accept a disciple.

Thoughts of revenge.

Judging from this shortcoming in character, the two are very different.

The system prompt sounded again: "Prompt: Do you want to accept it?"

Watching the countdown to the task begin, Chen Jun closed the system panel.

He must accept it, and a good plan for Tianlong World can greatly improve him.

But since he was about to travel through time, he had to be well prepared to deal with it. Turning on his phone, Chen Jun downloaded the relevant Tian Xin Long Ba movies.

This Tianlong movie can be regarded as one of Tianlong's few masterpieces, especially the scene in which the two actresses who play Tianshan Tonglao and Li Qiushui are drinking wine together and dancing together, singing and dancing. It is so beautiful that it can be called a classic.

However, novels and TV series are the key objects to observe. After all, the audience is wide, and there are too many magical changes in movies, so the system may not necessarily select them.

He did what he said. He immediately found the gold novel book he bought in the study room and read the classic Tianlong again.

Reading through it again, I was immersed in the plot of the novel, the intersection of various hidden clues, and the setting of the characters, but it had a different meaning.

Two days later, after making relevant preparations, Chen Jun looked at the ink painting of the Eight Parts of Heavenly Dragon on the system virtual interface and clicked lightly.

boom!

Suddenly, his whole person disappeared without a trace.

**

Whoosh!

The next moment, Chen Jun found himself in a dense forest in the mountains, with birds singing, flowers fragrant, grass growing and warblers flying. The valley here seemed to be an excellent place for self-cultivation.

Taking a slight step, he flicked his sleeves and realized that he had changed into a blue and white robe. He walked to the gurgling stream and looked at the water. His appearance was the same as in reality, except that his original short hair had now turned into a blue silk shawl.

I searched the system prompts in my mind, but all were blank. It seemed that the system did not arrange any identity background for him this time.

“What a beautiful scenery, so refreshing.”

After walking for half an hour, Chen Jun looked at the beautiful peach branches in the mountains and fields in full bloom, looked up to the sky and smiled, feeling good.

He casually broke off the branches and used them as hostas to tie up his head in a short bun, like a Taoist in the mountains. Even though he looked a little nondescript, he surprisingly showed a free and easy way out of the world when he walked.

Moreover, he himself has superb martial arts skills, an extraordinary handsome appearance, and no one can fault his demeanor. If an outsider sees this outfit now, it would not be an exaggeration to praise him for his elegance and refinement.

"Watching the chess players playing, felling the wood, walking slowly at the valley entrance by the clouds, selling firewood and drinking wine, laughing wildly to express my love. The autumn is high in the sky, leaning on the pine roots against the moon, and sleeping at dawn. Recognizing the old forest, climbing the cliffs and ridges, holding an ax to break

Withered vine.

Harvested into a load, the price of rice is three liters in the Xinge market. There is no competition among others, the current price is average, there is no scheming, there is no honor or disgrace, and life is indifferent. When we meet, it is either an immortal or a Taoist, sit quietly and talk about Huang Ting."

The song floated out, and the stroll was dusty. What was strange was that as Chen Jun walked straight through in a majestic way, the peach blossom forest in front of him suddenly moved out of the way and opened up a path.

In front of the peach blossom forest, an old man in green clothes and white hair had been waiting for a long time. When he saw him coming, he stood up, lowered his eyes, bowed and clasped his fists:

"Sir, when you recite this song, it is full of immortality, and it is beyond the meaning of the world. You must be an expert. I don't know where it comes from?"

When Chen Jun saw the figure suddenly appearing in front of him, he already understood where he was and chuckled: "I came from the sky, do you believe it or not?"

The old man in green looked shocked. He took a deep breath, stepped aside, and waved respectfully:

"Although I don't believe it, the person who can sing this poem is beyond my reach. I would like to invite you, sir!"

Chen Jun smiled and said: "Leigu Mountain is my first time here, how did Wu Yazi know that I would go?"

He told Wu Yazi's name unceremoniously, but Mr. Congbian Su Xinghe did not change his respectful demeanor and said bluntly: "My master once said that his time is running out and he will not live for a few more days, but today there will be a scholar

Come here, your behavior is free and easy but weird, and your martial arts skills are rare."

"Is this what Wu Yazi asked you to say? It's a pity that I can't save him."

"But my master said that you can save the Xiaoyao Sect."

It seems that Wu Yazi may have received some kind of signal inexplicably, and asked him to strengthen the Xiaoyao Sect at the cost of his life. He said calmly: "Lead the way."

Beating the drum in the mountains and fields, the mountain wind passed by, and the sound of pines was as loud as the waves. After walking for a few miles in the forest, I came to three wooden houses. There was a criss-cross chessboard on a large bluestone above.

Su Xinghe took the initiative to explain: "This is Zhenlong chess game. It was made by my master. I spent three years of hard work before it was put into place. I hope that people who know the game of chess in this world can crack it. It's a pity that I have worked hard for thirty years.

After much research, I still can’t understand it thoroughly.”

"You are wrong, this method of cracking is also easy!"

Su Xinghe looked at his young face: "How to solve it?"

"Two solutions!"

Chen Jun walked to the edge of the chessboard, looking at the black and white jade-like chess pieces without picking up a single one. He suddenly made a move, rolled up his sleeves, and a strong wind blew out. He immediately put all the chess pieces into his sleeves like a wind blowing through the remaining clouds.

"Sir, you can't do it!"

When Su Xinghe saw this, he immediately shouted in horror.

But I saw Chen Jun wave his long sleeves, and countless black and white dust in the cyan sleeves fell on the chessboard with nineteen lanes.

"If you are outside the chess game, why bother worrying about the square of the chess game? I will follow my own path and be free to follow my heart. If anyone blocks my path, I will kill them to ashes! This is the solution."

Su Xinghe seemed not to have heard anything, staring blankly at the ashes of Qipan Mountain, then raised his eyes and stared blankly at him again, his face turned red, and he didn't know what to do.

He looked at his face, shook his head and said: "Unfortunately, this solution is not applicable to people like you who are in the game."

Chen Jun's sleeve robe once again swept out like a flying cloud, sucking up all the debris of the chess pieces, putting them into the Qiankun in his sleeves, and spraying out with great force, countless black and white chess pieces immediately returned to their original positions, intact.

It was as if nothing had ever happened.

With his current learning and memory abilities, there is no problem in memorizing all the positions on the chessboard in a short period of time. He is not asked to play chess anyway.

"The second solution is to put yourself to death and live again. Your master Wu Yazi understood this truth and spent three years of hard work on the layout. But unfortunately, he understood the truth but chose the stupidest method and imprisoned himself in the valley for more than thirty years.

, instead of thinking about a desperate counterattack, he instead laid out mysteries and waited for destiny."

His slow voice immediately became firm: "Taoism is inaction, but it is not so inaction!"

Chen Jun clasped his hands behind his back and looked faintly into the depths of the culvert in front of him. His eyes were deep, as if he could see everything inside.

"Well said!"

A long laugh suddenly erupted in the culvert, and the sound was sad and lonely.

"Zhenlong's intention has been broken, and Wu Yazi can't move. I hope you can come in and talk to me!"

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