Daqin: Who does this throne give to me?

Chapter 10 Mission Completion
"boom!"

Raising his hand in a semicircle, dozens of cold lights flashed back in front of him instantly, he stepped forward, and slapped the old monk on the back in front of him.

"what!"

With a scream, the host of King Kong Temple flew out of the door.

He glanced at the iron box in his hand very carefully. In Zhang Sanfeng's eyes, the box in front of him was far more important than the half-disabled King Kong Temple host who was slapped by him outside.

I swiped my finger from the middle of the iron box, wiped it with my palm, and a piece of parchment was sucked out. Looking down, it was indeed a prescription.

Striding out of the gate of the Buddha Hall, there were already screams outside.

While the figures of the elders of Wudang flickered, the Vajra Sect disciples fell to the ground one after another.

Although it took only a short while to take out the prescription in the iron box, when Zhang Sanfeng came out, there was already no standing disciple of the Vajra Temple.

Raising his hand, he handed the jade bottle and parchment to an elder, and then explained the efficacy of the Black Jade Ointment, and took a look at the small door behind the Buddha statue.

Although the King Kong Temple has been destroyed, the arrogance on Zhang Sanfeng's face has not diminished but increased.

"The head is going to Dadu?"

The oldest elder carefully put away the jade bottle and the parchment. This kind of elixir is already the foundation of the school's inheritance, so he naturally knows how important it is.

"That's right, the old Taoist has stayed in the mountains for decades, and people have already come to provoke him. If he doesn't show up, I'm afraid the next step is to encircle Wudang Mountain with soldiers!"

Looking in the direction of Dadu, Zhang Sanfeng's eyes showed murderous intent: "Since I arrived in Dadu last time, Yuanting Guoshi hasn't changed in the past few decades, and it's time for a new one. I don't believe it. My disciple If the disabled are sent to Wudang Mountain, Yuan Court will know nothing about it!"

After punching a set of Wudang long fists, waves of heat surged in his body, Zhao Wen gratefully glanced at Yu Daiyan who was sitting on the chair with a cold face.

A set of basic boxing techniques can have such a good effect. Although Zhao Wen has a good physique and sufficient potential, it is also inseparable from Yu Daiyan's careful teaching.

"Buzz!"

The stone gate in his mind trembled slightly, and the passage that had been closed after entering this world was opened again in an instant, and Zhao Wen was ecstatic in his heart.

Calculating the time, it has only been ten days since he entered this world, but his mission has already been completed. As long as he enters the Shimen in his mind and leaves this world, he can gain decades of internal strength.

With such internal strength, among other things, at least in the Great Qin World, he can guarantee his own safety, and even when entering a new world in the future, he will have a little more room for choice.

"Old Yu, thank you for your teaching these ten days!" The body shape is not much different from when he entered this world, but his streamlined muscles let Zhao Wen know that his ten days were definitely not in vain.

"Boy, you are not a Wudang disciple. I can only teach you Wudang Changquan. I can't teach you anything else!" Yu Daiyan whispered vigilantly.

Although Zhao Wen's talent is good, but after all, he is poor and rich in martial arts. Looking at this thin-skinned and tender-looking man, he knows that he is well-fed and should practice martial arts quickly, but since the other party is such a waste of his own favor, and he is not a Wudang disciple.

Even if he owes a big favor, but he doesn't want to join the Wudang sect, he will not teach Kung Fu in the future anyway.

However, thinking that one of his favors was only worth a set of entry-level long fists, Yu Daiyan looked at Zhao Wen with a little more anger, that is, he can't do anything now, otherwise he must let Zhao Wen know The strength of Wudang Yu Sanxia.

"It's me who is leaving!" Zhao Wen didn't expect that Yu Daiyan would be so wary of him because he just wanted to learn more about other Wudang skills, and he couldn't help but laugh.

Although he didn't know if he still had a chance to enter this world, after all, the other party taught him a set of Wudang Changquan, so he must thank him before leaving.

"Master said, you can't leave Wudang until he comes back!" Hearing Zhao Wen said that he was going to leave, Yu Daiyan's face suddenly stiffened. Although he was grateful to Zhao Wen for letting him know the real enemy, most of Wudang's power is not on the mountain now. , but must never let outsiders know.

Zhao Wen, who caused all this, naturally couldn't leave the range of Wudang Mountain.

"I know!" Zhao Wen nodded lightly. Even when he was sleeping, someone was guarding the door. It would be strange if he was not guarding himself.

But now that the task has been completed, in ten days or so, God knows what chaos has become in the Daqin world because of him.

A meteorite from the sky can kill all the people around, not to mention the disappearance of an apparently capable prince.

Zhao Wen felt that if he didn't go back, something big might happen around the Royal Manor.

After bowing to Yu Daiyan, Zhao Wen went to the house where he lived.

At first, he was puzzled and didn't understand what Zhao Wen meant, but immediately, Yu Daiyan's face changed, his waist exerted force, and he flew into the room with a chair.

Looking at the empty room, thinking of seeing Zhao Wen walk in with his own eyes just now, Yu Daiyan looked up at the sky in horror.

Zhao Wen stepped out of the passage, and the passage behind him disappeared in an instant, and the stone gate also expanded in a very natural way. Originally, it was only more than [-] square meters in size, but now it is almost [-] to [-] square meters.

A stream of light instantly entered Zhao Wen's body, and then spread throughout his body. The meridians all over his body began to swell and ache in the heat.

Without any hesitation, Zhao Wen punched out a set of Wudang Changquan very naturally.

The wind of the fist roared, and every punch could cause an explosion in the space of more than one hundred square meters.

After more than ten days of practicing Wudang Changquan, Zhao Wen has already become extremely proficient, but now, he feels that every muscle, fascia, and bone in his body is constantly tingling.

The blood flow is getting faster and faster, the heart is beating "thumping", the whole body is sweating profusely, and the skin is already flushed.

Decades of internal force, how could it be accommodated by the physical ability of ordinary people, that is, what Zhao Wen practiced was Wudang Changquan, and when this internal force entered Zhao Wen's body, it had already been transformed by Shimen. In a short time, Zhao Wen could die violently.

After practicing once, a mouthful of gray-black turbid air was exhaled, followed by the second time...

The surrounding items collected before entering the stone gate have all been smashed into pieces by the force of the fist, and strong winds howled in the space of the stone gate.

Wudang Changquan was originally created by Zhang Sanfeng to lay the foundation for beginner disciples after he achieved great martial arts, but since its creation, no one has been able to practice this simplest exercise to this level.

Over and over again, Zhao Wen's skin slowly returned to normal, and the movements of Wudang Changquan became slower and slower, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)